Lonely Highway Cross
I saw a lonely cross
on the side of the highway
The name doesn't matter
at least not to me anyways
There were fresh flowers laid
like those on a grave
Leaving thoughts of my own
stories to be made
Could be that of a child
a father or mother
The last moment spent
by a friend or a lover
Triggering for me the thoughts
on the passing of others
From this side of life
to that of another
To hold memories tight
of lost sons and lost daughters
The moments we make
as we stumble and falter
Of the souls that we held
that are with us no longer
I saw a cross on the highway
placed there to remember
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