6:40 p.m.

the single man

i live alone
that wasn't always been
easy to do for just a single man.
sometimes at night the walls talk back to me
they seem to say wasn't yesterday a better day.

always alone
at home or in a crowd
the single man off on his private cloud
caught in a world that few men understand,
i am what i am, a single man.

once was a time
i can't remember when
the house was filled with love
but then again it might have been
imagination's plan to help along the single man.


-rod mckuen-

just blogging a little poem...remembering when i was still a single many moons ago...in this quiet
tuesday evening. the years for me went by so fast for me...didn't even notice it...been so busy
working...working...raising my kids. it was long ago i remember when my older son was a still
a baby napping away on my chest...and now he is a full growned teenager. time went by too fast
for me. and at the same time i'm aging more. wish i was still 21 years old...eheheh. i guess this is it na for me..until next time again. i'll see ya all folks and have a nice day. adios :P'.