Passing By

As we walk through the days of each year,we all pass the clock,holding our wants and needs in our hands,struggling to achieve what we each feel neccesary.Spoken moments left unsaid in uncomfortable situations,some good some bad.We settle for what is current not seeking what really speaks to us.Shadows linger behind all of our eyes waitng to be seen or noticed,say what you need to say but try not to hurt others in doing so.Just remember we have all been young and have all done foolish things in which we cannot erase,but if we can make peace,then we can move forward.The spaces that separate us all are closer together than you may think,you just have to lean forward and reach what your hand wants to touch.It seems we are allways Passing By.Brad 04/07/2009