many miles of life
etched in our faces
smiles and frowns
they all have traces
thinking of things that make me smile
and sometimes thinking some sad...
the people,
 the places,
 the times that pass....
cherished
foolish
some that I consider bad...
some I wished coud have lasted...
an eternity...
not  a flash...
in the pan......
there is no way of knowing
when and how......
to grasp.