All I Have
All I Have
Sounds everywhere notice me as they pass by
Winds that elude my grasp, why would I try
On the wheel of time, this body is truly not mine
Where it slowly degrades to decline helplessly
I will amass much for an entire lifetime
Only to unwillingly leave it all to time
This breath while here to keep me warm
In time will soon get tired, elderly worn
As I rest my hope from weary years
In the eyes of joy now filled with tears
Reassured, I am through an aging voice
The one thing I truly have is choice
Chris G Peters
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.