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Addicted

Since day one
It’s had me in its grips
In living my life
I’ve no options to quit

It’s in my genes
To give all I can give
I can’t imagine
Any other way to live

They say
When the going gets tough
The tough get going
But that’s not enough

Not that I’m any tougher
Than anyone else
My driving gears won’t give up
Till I hear the Heaven’s bells

And I know my days are numbered
Can’t imagine how I end
How my death will effect
All my family and friends

I don’t know what awaits me
In the afterlife
Someday I’ll find out
But I’m addicted to this life

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Guess you could say I'm a self taught poet. I started writing poetry as a means of dealing with the emotions of finding my Birthmother's obituary and grave site after searching for 10 years. I continued writing and over the course of the last 20 years I've become comfortable in how I write. You'll notice I tend to write a lot about nostalgia and old memories. Hey, when you round the corner of 60 years, you start thinking a lot about the past and where you've been. One of my subjects I write about is love, but I try to write of other things too. I've lived on the south shore of Massachusetts for all of my 64 years. But I love all of New England. Aside from writing poetry, I also love photography and have quite a collection of old antique cameras. Baseball, football, muscle cars and car shows are also some of my interests. Not too crazy about Winter. Spring & Summer are my favorite seasons. more…

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