Tired

Tired

A Poem by Stam

Am tired of chasing old dreams
Moving forward is the only way it seems
Going to pick up my troubles and pack them a way
Dig a big hole and put them into stay
Just see How blessed are we with this sunny day
Sometimes we don't see the good things that come our way
We get So tied up wanting everything we see
We miss every little thing that really shouldn't be
Little things like watching them little birds sing
Then hearing them mighty church bells ring
So embrace life and don't miss out
If you ever need a hand just give me a shout

© 2012 Stam


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Added on June 20, 2012
Last Updated on June 20, 2012

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Stam
Stam

Sunderland, Tyne & Wear, United Kingdom



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