The sands of life they once did walk.....in your mind you see the track
They are gone now many years
And washed away the path by tears
How many times if they looked back
Would they see one hint of that

The winds of time so strongly blow
These grains of life no longer show
Every minute day and hours
Every spring it’s April showers
Holds a memory in its powers
Each memory is always ours

Just keep on going, and don’t look back
Even knowing, you leave your tracks
The sands of time the grains of life, are slowly swept away in flight
Take each grain of sand this time, as it is, precious, divine
As I know I’m Losing mine
I cherish it like gold is fine
Hold every moment oh so dear,
As the end is looming near
Face this truth and have no fear
One day each track erased by tears!!

a moment in time. .crosses ones mind, a torrent divine. .tosses sublime, and sadness and joy do so intertwine. .for its realized. .the memories fine. .are somewhere behind. .and never again experience. .that time. . . so hold to heart thine. .as i wiil do mine. .memories in mind. .a moment in time. . . .

I can quit and just give up, when I’m weak and things get tough.
I can say “I’ve had enough” when life shake’s me up so rough.
I can turn away from you, when you try to help me through.
I can sit alone and blue, excuses make that are untrue.
I can say I always knew, you quit on me like others do.
I can say “it’s you to blame”, anger fully displayed out lain.
I can shed much tears like rain, in self-pity and show no shame.
I can seem appear the same, hidden hurt and buried pain.
All of these shall reap no gain, when emotion’s just a game.

So I whisper my own name, and prove myself is being sane.
I see myself and deep within, my spirit glows a gleam so thin...the will to live, the will to win.....was always there....has always been

The snow comes, my brother goes
Where he is, only he knows
The snow falls, cold wind blows
The body lies, like the frozen rose
The life you chose, was not my own
A lesson taught, retained now known
One choice and life, is overthrown
I may not shed one single tear, knowing you’re no longer here
But that’s just me, your brother dear
Now go to where, the soul be just
Ash to ash, and dust to dust
To turn to these we know we must
The body’s done and soul at rest
Don’t wait around, a time for me
Just lay now, eternally
Shall we meet?...let’s wait and see
For I’ll go on perhaps to thee
Keep on..just go..do not look back
While these days, I shall keep track
Until the day, see brother jack
I dedicate this poem, to you
Not much else, for me to do
Here it is, from me to you
Rest now Well , and...see
You soon!

Life is a beginning, but death is not the end
Relatives or family and maybe a good friend
You’ll no longer see my footprints, upon this hallowed ground
And hear no more my footsteps, in death
They’ll make no sound
On earth you will not see me, but soon you all shall follow
The sun no longer shines on me,
I shall no longer cast a shadow
Shed a tear, if you must, and I will understand
I am near, just at rest, In the promised land
Remember me the way you will , as humble, even grand
November reigns and all things freeze,
Not a single flower stands
I am not gone, I’m just away in gods all loving hands
It won’t be long, to see the day
Together we will stand
Angel’s wings are fluttering, so softly I do hear
The heavenly harp is playing, I know now I am near
Now say goodbye just for a while, and pray all do not fear
I am now approaching, to heaven oh so near
And now my soul does soon rejoice
I rest eternal dear

Welcome to my nightmare, come on in if you dare, a sinister world of death pain and dispair . This is a place you will never relax, and you will never know peace even  if you beg or or you ask. Zero eight two eight the wolf was born on this date the year of sixty six, 1966. The 4th of twelve kids in the clan at the age of eleven I became a man, my very first best friend died about then, run over by a car in a coma for a month, the balance of his life was hanging on the edge. If he ever came out of this comatose state there was word he would never be normal again. Well he never came out of this life and death line the carefree and loving kid in me died. I made a pledge around about then that I would never have a best friend, no never again. I kept that promise for about five years cause my uncle B J G came to befriend me, i finally found someone who did understand me, he taught me to smoke, we'd laugh and we'd joke my sense of humour and life had awoke. 8 years later when I was 23, my second best friend died and left me, a perfect record. 2 best friends had 2 friends died. That very same I had another friend who I thought would be around right to the end, he's still around right? Guess again, he took his life with a sawed off gun, now number 4 are you ready for more?..I'll give e you a hint, traces of his blood still show on my door, that's why I won't call anyone a best friend anymore. Ive given up on friends cause they gave up on me. as I'm writing this poem I'm sitting about 15 feet from where one of my  friends died, their maker did meet. Life has been rough pretty god ****** unsweet. That's why I won't bow down I don't know defeat.  I've been pretty crazy with all my hard drinking to this day I don't know if I would do anyone in...but if anyone were to act up  even right now, who knows they might end up 6 feet under ground, or they might disappear and never be found.  I'll keep on being defiant no matter what the cost, I am the way I am because of the friends had and lost. Yeah life is hard and so ****** wicked!, but life is what you choose to make-make of it...life is hard and so ****** wicked,  but life is what you choose to make-make of it....

We all have things that each does worship....and you with a negative thought of it...is this one tip..let them believe on what makes them free...for you or I just might not see...that each shall choose their own destiny...and shall therefore accept it eternally..so what will be shall really be..each to their own as you and me!!!