Drift

Loving the life,

I cannot complain,

So many obstacles have come my way.

Like a track star I jump over hurdles,

Racing to the finish line,

Only not knowing when to say my final dash.

Take it one day at a time,

Learn from your mistakes.

A re things that are said to a young fellow in the states.

It is a good experience,

Life is tough,

Are the things that are said when the lad has grown up.

Don’t dwell on your past,

Nor praise your future.

Enjoy your present,

For it’s what keeps you moving.

This is what the man has come to see,

A wise young fellow,

And a lad indeed.

Though at times he thinks about his past and what it could be,

If he had not left behind what once felt like a part of thee.

In those glimpses from the past, the future is untold.

For the what if’s start to unfold.

But without that past he would not have today.

So he rejoices in those times where he forgets,

His accomplishments and his new lifestyle,

Wondering though if he will on day remember what it was,

That made him drift so far apart…