As I sit here, tonight as I write, I think of "the light", I think of my life
As I sit here, I sit here tonight, I think of myself, I think of my plight
As I sit here, in life's mysterious ways, life is only a shade in there delirious days
As I sit here, profoundly knowledgeable, I reflect on how life is astoundingly comical, always on time, and dumbfoundedly chronicle
As I sit here, as I ponder and wonder, as I get old, life gets longer not younger
As I sit here, with mistaken tragedy, a friend's life took too early, a conflict I had to see
As I sit here, with a burden to carry, the spirit of friend, whom it hurt to burry
As I sit here, with an evanescent memory, and reminisce respect you see......
to be continued