Where To Now
In the distance beyond the mirror.
What reflections will appear?
When the fog does dissipate.
We can only hope we're not too late.
Will we find our selves in memory's lost?
Or we can't afford yesterday's cost.
The heart sometimes, never forget's.
And can get so heavy with it's regrets.
The shore's are drifting out to sea.
Each grain of sand takes part of me.
The ocean's filled with all my tears.
As I set my sail toward my last years.
I wait now for that solemn sign.
To tell me this directions mine.
I wish I could go back and change.
The road that now seems oh so strange.
The mystery is slowly painted.
As new found hope get's reacquainted.
On paths that we've not traveled yet.
These years before our last sunset.
Copyright © Robert Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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