A Journey

A Journey Upon many a rough and rocky street have walked these tired, blistered, old feet. Down many a dark alley they doth roam towards that dimension, soon to be home. So many tell a story of what lies ahead, fill our brains, where our lives will be lead. Some believe that dead is dead. Others believe what books have said. Will we ???, in the end, come to meet and that last dance, be a delicious treat ? B. J. “A ” 2 April 6th 2017

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Charlie Smith

Date: 4/7/2017 1:46:00 PM

When there is faith, there is hope. Dance on William J.

William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 4/7/2017 7:09:00 PM

Thank you for the visit Charlie Smith, and for the advice “ Dance on William J. ”. How true “ When there is faith, there is hope. ” and so, with two left feet, I jump into each moment that presents itself, suck the life out of it, and dance onto the next . B. J. “A ” 2 (( Bill . ))