Black Poetry : fifty-one years plus one day: My Season Has Come

[cocobutterskyn]

Sir Baller...

for me this verse stood out the most.

the seasons have blossomed
my petal stands true...and tall
no wilting wanes, or waning limbs
to stem the tide of my daily whims

I hope this isn't a sour note, but with an increase of
commonly senior ailments plaguing some middle age and
even younger people, this piece speaks of wonderful blessings.

Also, speaking from the perspective of a person not far behind you on the road
to “fifty-one years plus one day" this piece gives a sense of,
its all good and life is what we make it.

Its always good to read you!

Maddsistahlylove!
Coco

 

[$$RICH$$]

sho nuff on the money time do that as one growz ....

 

[baller]

all you old heads know what i'm talking 'bout...

but for the younger ones...LIFE is a wonderful thing...the BLESSINGS HE bestows on you, EVERYDAY, is a joy in and of themselves, but to be able to appreciate LIFE...to live day by day without the constant struggles of "who's coming after me next," that the streets leave you with, is awesome. YOUNG ONES. think about the LOVE the world has to offer you...the BLESSINGS GOD has in store for you...the SUPPORT family and friends will shower upon you...when you're living righteously. AMAZING.

fifty-one years plus one day. CATCH ME IF YOU CAN.

THANKS poets

let the river flow.