Upon The Stream

Just a little poem about a day and night of my life.

The wind was howling through the night
The streetlights were shining very bright.

I took a moment to breath and sigh
At all the wonders in the sky.

In the morning after a long deep sleep
The new fresh day was mine to keep.

So if I worry about the world today
I remember the 60's when life was gay

Life is still fun as write this here poem
I long to lay silent upon the stream.

A day in the life of an ordinary man
I love writing poems whenever I can.