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I sit alone on the steps, watching people go by,
Never seeing a soul, never wondering why.

I listen to laughter, and stories, never hearing a thing,
For my life is so lonely, without you, and the joy you bring.

Some people pass, say a word or two, they try to talk to me,
The only thoughts on my mind, the visions, of you I see.

Tear fill my eyes, roll down my face, without you in my life,
All I do, is sit by myself, stare into space.

My thoughts of you keep passing through, as I watch the clouds,
Pass over so high, always curious, where you went, why you never,
Took time to say good by.

You strived for my existence, then just left it to fade,
I never seen it coming,  you never explained, just walked out,
and went on your way.

Someday, I may get over you, it might take A few years,
Now all I want to do, is sit alone, wipe all of these tears.


                                                        Tom Maxwell copyright 3/17/03
This life will always bring us new adventures along the way,
the only thing we can count on, is that it will come to an end one day.
Answers and confusion come and go all of the time,
some will bring smiles and others, tears from our mind.
People, places and goals, we seek during this life’s race,
Often, we have to choose, which one’s we will follow at our own pace.
Sometimes  we feel we are doing good and on the right trail,
then we find ourselves off to the side, hanging on to our life by the rail.
As we travel through this life, we will all have experiences that will turn us around,
we will never know what will come next, until after we hear our last sound



                                                        ­     Tom Maxwell 1/17/06
We watch the clouds pass over, almost every day,
where do they go, do the same one's, ever pass by our way?

Some are so fluffy, like huge cotton *****, others so long,
like an enormous white wall.

So many shapes, with swirls, and waves,
sometimes they open up, like the entrance to caves.

They bring us water, from high in the sky,
they control our weather, to make it wet, or dry.

They can draw pictures, and words, as they pass us by,
they being us messages, as they float in the sky.

Clouds can give us so much beauty, as they reflect the sun's rays,
or be so dark, as they drop rain upon our day.

Floating so graceful, as they pass so free, to collect more moisture,
as they travel, across the sea's.



                                                               Tom Maxwell 01/14/2003
Is it early in the morning,
Our late, at night,
It depends, where you are,
With the thoughts, in your sights.
To some, it’s normal, and right,
Others are sleeping, curled up tight.
You can live your whole life,
Following habits, what others do,
Or experiment, with every minute,
To discover, the best creative hours,
For You.

                                              Tom Maxwell © 02/03/2021 A.D. 1:37 AM
As humans we should be the most important creatures to each other in this world today, why are so many homeless and we let dogs live in our homes and rule the house where they stay.
Most people would not even think of inviting a homeless person in for a meal, but the animals always have a fun bowl, and their every move is such a big deal.
Many people sleep outside with only a sidewalk to rest their head while the shedding so called pets lay comfortable on their human’s bed,
Is it because our dog's always love us and never talk back, or because they are always ready to play when entertainment we lack.
We never have to wait on them just say the words "let’s go” and they sit by our side when our day is moving slow.
They are always watching who is around, guarding us in their own way and about the most loyal critters we will ever find on this earth , during our days.
Copyright Tom Maxwell 12/04/03
LOVE is trust
                             LOVE is a dream
                             LOVE is a feeling
                             LOVE is a team
                             LOVE is dedication
                             LOVE is a few tears
                             LOVE is a relationship
                             LOVE last for all your years
                             LOVE will give you signs
                             LOVE is peace in your mind
                             LOVE is great joy
                             LOVE takes time


                                            Tom Maxwell copyright 08/17/2003
Every one that every showed true love to me, my parents,
Both siblings, the lady I married, are all resting in graves, no children,
strange thought or not, will there be anyone there to cry, when I die ?
When I hear about someone with an addiction, television is the first thought that enters my mind,
everyone that watches it is into robbery’s, ***, and violent crimes.
They all sit quiet like a rock staring into space,
with no movement at all, and a cold blank look on their face.
So many of them have trouble deciding, changing channels all of the time,
So, for gone they can’t concentrate, or make a decision with their mind.
Many of them got started years ago, someone turned them on to it for free,
now that they are addicted, they are happy to pay a high monthly fee.
Television teaches children bad habits in so many ways
watching the weather man getting paid to lie, and then they learn the truth the very next day.
The viewers hide from their families and friends all of the time,
has anyone ever told you they have to go, they can’t miss their fix, of a repeat TV show.
If you count up all the hours they waste, years over their life time,
that’s why their called addicts, because they altered their state of mind.
The next time you faithful watchers see a story about an addict on TV,
you can hold your head up high and say, that guy is just like me.



                 Copyright Tom Maxwell 08/18/03
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