SolelessSoul ~Temporary Pleasures~
	Temporary Pleasures If only a hand to hold for the rest of my years, Rocking chairs on a front porch As life's light dims It'll be more than I have ever had. . . All of my life I wasted time on temporary pleasures things that are gone in the morning and not remembered a month later. An exhaled breath Life's value gone Just one musical note Not a well sung song.