Shoe Strings

Life precious moments come and go,
leaving imprints upon our mortal soul,
as they fade into a warm fuzzy glow,
ever present in our hearts to console.

Living has never been an easy task,
filled with obstacles and illusions,
for evil wears a multitude of masks,
minds boggled in utter lost confusion.

There are no answers to be found,
misconceptions evolving over time,
wandering spirits roam all around,
searching never knowing what to find.

Materialistic being placed here to stay,
discovering the meaning sent from above,
bringing a burning light to a gloomy day,
the essence found in a single act of love.

In the mercenary world in which we live,
looking for happiness in the wrong places,
finding it’s existence when we merely give,
acts so simple as tying a child’s shoe laces.


Samuel E. Stone, Copyright© 2005, All Audiences