Marbles...

Life to me seems like a game of marbles. The big shooter marble is me and all the other marbles are friends, family, and acquaintances. Its a bumpy ride that's for sure. You see as I have went through my life I have met many marbles. Some blood thirsty red ones, cool blue, psychedelic yellow, frosted green, texturized tan, and even transparent. I have pretty much seen them all. As I move further and further in the game the marbles get less and less. Scooped up or knocked out they just keep disappearing. I sit around now a days and wonder if there are gonna be new marbles to play with or if I'll be the only marble left? I wonder only because the new marbles are getting rarer and rarer. The good marbles that never got knocked out are disappering quicker and quicker. Knocking me out to meet their own ends. I just don't know what to do. Will the game end? Will there be another round? Win or lose I just don't know how to see it. I miss the marbles that got me to where I am. It seems we were so close yet drift has carried us apart. This road is known be none yet traveled by many. It just makes me wonder what life would be like had I have made diffrent choices... Well enough is enough and your brain is probally mush after reading my bable. I would just like to say to all the young folks. Life is short, meet everybody. You don't know how fast they go...
MadBill