Saturday, September 8, 2018

Life at IT's finess




Can't stop thinking bout you,

miss you when I'm mad,

feel sick when your sad,

kicked you out a thousand times,

but you never left the pad.


love is stickin together and figuring out this life, religious, future, thing,

growin old and actin young thing,


We parents now,

 grooming us for life, like we're just born,

learning how to walk, crawl and run, the way mom meant it,

the way it should be done...

I guess that's what our second chance at life is,

settling down and doing the family bid,


Time seems to tick with surprises by the minute,

Life with you is adventurous,

frustrating, exciting, scary and ridiculous.

I love you even when I don't say it,

you're my dream come true,

Thus far, we made it,

i can think of other things but,

this, I won't trade it,

might alter it a little,

learning from mistakes of old,

but then again, nah

cuz the now is our future together unfold,

2 fold, plus ten and so on, plus more,


take a look out the window,

opportunities knockin,

I'll meet you outside,

tie my shoes and start walkin