Yogabud

This is the foundry From which ideas are made The process did'nt find me But - the plans, they were laid Some might say I'm late Like the voices with their games But the past, to me was fate Same reason my name is James I'm not at this game for fame But instead to clear my head Sometimes sappy, sometimes lame I'd like to be happy before I'm dead Literally As in, I take my last breaths Joyfully And I'm laid to rest Mournfully But ultimately Leaving the world a better place And seeing that happen - what it meant to me Carl Keith Helen Loeffler Rest In Peace