I stand on the mountain
Gazing back on all my days,
As do all men
Some time, some way.
I see the high points,
But the valleys stay hidden.
This does not disappoint
For they only once need be lived.
Who needs sorrow or joy
When you have the here and now?
Wat could honestly annoy
And why would you possibly allow
It to spoil this, your future past's?
Savor it, it will pass.

By: Anthony AJ Jackson
4-9-2000 12:10p.m.