Pastel? don't even know what that means <br />Pastel? Hell! rhymes any way <br /> <br /> My color of life? <br />Don't even know where I'm from, <br />Let alone anything else. <br /> <br /> Don't know where I'm from <br /> Don't know where I'm at <br /> Don't know where I'm going <br /> <br />Yes I do...I'm going back to small <br />My favorite place, small pebbles, smooth and shiny <br />Small lakes and sacred woods <br />And tiny dreams that come true in sunsets <br />And porch swings on warm summer nights <br /> <br />And he who would continue to labor this life forever <br />Would be forever poorer <br />For all loss is only gain<br /><br />Midnights Voice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-1656/
