written by: Antony King
I woke to greet a morning sun,
So bright… warm, and gold
Giving homage to the one above
For things I love, and hold.
I’ve had my share of heartache
With bridges left to burn…
For smoke still lingers in my mind,
As my path took a different turn.
For who am I to lay such blame,
The deeds that have been done…
I need only search within myself,
And remember… I once was young.