POEM 7
The crimson dawn crept into view
Another beginning, the day it was new
I pulled on the trusty shoes, ready to start
My body ached like armageddon, but I still had heart
The years had been many, the miles had been countless
The roads have been many, the route has been aimless
What is the meaning of it all?
I need to know before the fall
One more day, here I go
Another meaningless trek, at least no snow
Home again, the morning went fast
Every day, I hope it’s not the last
The sun beating down wakes up the town
So many people with priorities upside-down
POEM 8
Can you come out to play?
We can dance the night away
A fitting respite from a dreary day
We must not toil our life away
As we twirl around the floor
The ecstasy has just begun
We flow into the music
We become one
On and on, we hope the magic never ends
When the evening is over,
Once again, we’ll just be friends
POEM 9
You chart your own destiny
The roadway of life is not a we
You can be on a parallel path
Your right to chose
Might incur some wrath
It can be a Sophie’s choice,
Chose to be free
Have no regrets in the aftermath
Pete's Wisdom 