As I sit here in silence,
How can I help not to think.

Is my glass  half empty,
Or do I need another drink.

Random thoughts,
Running through my mind.

Come Sit and chat,
Who knows what you will find.

One thing you'll  find,
Is that I have an old soul.

My Mind is like a river,
It bends and it always flows

Sometimes it is a rapid,
And others it’s a creek.

It all depends on you,
Or the information that you seek.

Flowing through a valley,
Or falling  off a cliff.

Sometime what you let out,
Depends on the person your with.

Some will hold the key
To what we seek in life,

Others may be your enemy,
A double sided knife.

Be careful who you talk to,
Whether it’s a woman or a man.

Some will try to stop you,
Like a ****** they will build a dam.

Live
Love
Hope
Never stop flowing

Written by
Richard B Shick