Me, Myself, and I

As I went tripping on my way,
My feet were swift to fly.
When suddenly...before me stood,
Me, myself, and I.

The shadows fell upon us,
The moon was O so high.
Our minds were in confusion,
Me, myself, and I.

I tried to be a friendly chum,
And find the reasons why.
Why had come this troubled hour,
On Me, myself, and I.

Confessing all our inward faults,
We were a wee-bit shy.
In giving little portions out,
To Me, myself, and I.

Words and thoughts fought endlessly,
Frustration brought a sigh.
Prayer was the strength sustaining,
To Me, myself, and I.

We know that lifes' scales waver,
But ere we come to die.
Will decision decrease judgement,
On Me, myself, and I.

E.P. 1908 - 1989