every day
every hour
every second and
every breath,
is that much more life
I have to live and that
much more to be thankful for.
I have traveled the roads
of life for many years and have
been engulfed by what some
may say the sorrow and
pain of someone twice my
years.
I have collected and lost and 
collected again many memorbilia
from my younger years.
Now I sit here in my dazed
state thinking...thinking some more.
What can all of this stand for?
what will all this mean to my soul
beyond my grave?
Nothing physically tangiable I have
or had will mean anything
and the pain and sorrow 
has passed like a change in the weather.
I can only see what will matter then
is weather I loved like God loves, lived my life to His will
and gave my repentence,
for that is all he wants.