There are good 'uns
and bad 'uns
some grizzled like Adams,
others as smooth as silk.

Walk with the wild one
who they have a file on
and always be the child
that you left in your youth.

Time
takes a mile as you
take every minute
and
at the end of the day
you may wonder
what's in it
for me?

Life's a Pandora's box
of high voltage shocks
interlaced with those
periods of charm.

Think on this as she blows you a kiss
has she taken account of the wind?

because we know the wind blows
but who knows where a kiss goes
when it veers off course?