Run With Me
run with me side by side to the finish line
and even when we cross it we could never
look back.
sit with me ..... when feet become callus and sore
from walking a mile in so many different shoes
and have yet to find a perfect match.
someday, one day, a day will come when growing
souls will become strong enough to hatch out of
these physical shells.
fly with me towards the answer to a secret ,once a man
discovers it there will be nobody left to tell.
why so much fear in not knowing "why" when why is
the reason we continue.
run with me......until the day we no longer can and are
forced to sit or fly away from all the pain we have ever
been through.
Copyright © Mark Brown | Year Posted 2016
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