Russell G. Robison


What have I done with my life?
Not much that I can say
I had a lot of dreams
But most got lost along the way

Too often lost my focus
When my anger took the lead
And that’s a foolish game
The world still plays but has no need

The years I lost were priceless
But is not each minute so
How much time we do have left
Is just a thing we cannot know

I’ve tried to make the best of it
The losses and the gains
Still picking up the pieces
Trying to salvage what remains