However my days have been wiled away...

However I wasted my younger days Wherever I wiled away precious hours Whenever I gazed at the moon and stars Whatever games that we played and pondered Whichever adventure we went on then Is exactly where my mind still wanders Whoever I kissed and then held hands with Whatever the spell from the sounds and smells Whenever my heart was soundly broken However I try silencing this hell Wherever that loss is newly spoken Whichever place causes the freshest pain Whenever I think of the time in flight By mistake flew into forbidden space When 2 jets flanking me motioned us down How they saw us as Eco-Terrorists Flying to LosAlamos Power Plant Where it is strictly restricted airspace Whenever dad left-once on Christmas eve However it unfolded felt tragic Whatever Christmas comes around again Whoever toasts to the joy of the day Whatever the chance, gone was the magic Whichever way we celebrate today Whichever day Mother's Day comes around Whoever I'm with matters not a bit However I remember that morning While feeding our son, “I love you”, you said Then later, “I don't want to be married... Anymore.” That pain floods like tsunamis However I try to stay in the now Whenever the calendar reminds me How my favorite youngest brother died Whatever the details I sorely pine Thinking of Sam this 4th of July When he would have been turning 59 However my days have been wiled away How often revealing one simple truth *Where your treasure is, will your heart be, too (Matthew 6:21)

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