I can remember a lot of things
that have happened along the way,
And I see lost opportunities
In a reflection of yesterday.

All things change as time goes on
and fate seems to set the stage,
for my mind to wonder so needlessly
as my memory turns another page.

With help of medications
I sleep from time to time,
But it seems no matter how I try
I cannot rest my mind.

Maybe it's a side effect
from living with the pain,
But it seems to be reality
I cannot rest my brain!

Gary Reynolds (AKA) dr_tigger
"Poor Boy" 2004 dr_tigger@yahoo.com  All rights reserved!
October 08, 2004

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