Beginnings To Ends
My life would not be worth living
So I open the gate
My life is made to be giving
It can never be to late
I want to give to you
Something I have made
As something made is true
This love you cannot trade
To give you all I have
Is something I would do
Even rub your calve
If you remove the shoe
The word of love is strong
Be careful how you use it
To feel how you belong
You never want to lose it
Words can say a lot
Actions can be louder
Careful how you plot
Do what makes you prouder
To express yourself freely
Just let yourself go
I do this really
To let myself grow
I love with my life
To all that I know
I wade through the strife
And hunt with a bow
My bow has been stolen
Now what will I do
I may go out bowling
Might do it with you
I trust very easy
And like to just share
But some can be greasy
And steal what I care
I’ll get a bow back
If it takes me some time
I’ll hunt from my shack
I’m still in my prime
I am still very giving
A love all my friends
My life is worth living
From beginnings to ends
Copyright © John Bernard | Year Posted 2011
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