‘Passing Passages Of My Life’

Snippets of information
Infused with spirals of thought
Lines of literature which will never be bought
Conjured up betwixt insanity 
Meddling amidst the insane
I forage the imagination
that is mixed up in my brain

If I can complete a reader’s worthy
I shall continue writing verse
Until the day I fail my efforts
When my pen may come a curse
Alas if you should read the latter story
Tho my ignorance was bliss
Please do myself a favour
Let me know just this

I pray that day will be my judgement
standing outside the ‘Pearly gate’
My spirit has left my legacy
Yet my soul has met it’s fate
May my verses be looked upon
As ‘The Passing Passages Of My Life’
From the morning I was born
Until I left this world a wife