The Poem
by Robert G Brown
Original Draft – Tuesday 11/10/2015
The words, the inspiration, the life it leads,
Rolling over the rocks of a gentle stream,
Giving all and expecting nothing,
But sure, and always into something,
Time is relative to the painters painting,
Its a walk the line and never waiting,
On and on like Heaven’s song,
Whether insane or hits from the bong,
Today’s healing is in the heart’s tiny flame,
Get to work, no need to blame,
Imagine a world together as One,
Family first…words from the Son,
Share unlimited; it’s to much for yourself,
With no friends, your just a toy on a shelf.
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