Hey guys, this is like the first poem i think i've ever written. but i was just on the bus today and had a really amazing weekend and was just thinking and it came to me - initially i was going to draw a picture, but this is what happened. Love to hear some feedback As these great weeks pass, the weekends even better the thought that these won't last, is not what's on my mind. But the good times ahead no matter where we spread, is what keeps me going every day no matter what obstacles that try to stop ourselves, for enjoying this life. Live each day at a time, remember days past but let the good times last.
