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The Lifes' Path

Such anniversaries I dread... Such memories, of remembering the dead The lifes' path Births ,deaths and more knocking on my door I must open the door, these things must come I cannot avoid, part of things I have done Things I saw This path... Filled with boulders Walk round Walk over Take a crying shoulder A path can never end... Until I arrive at deaths' door A journey strewn... with births,deaths and more People and things to mend People I will see soon So many times I lost my way Yet, the path always found Family and friends , rally round I walk another day The people I know who have gone on before Were here today, on the path They showed me the way They too,were on the path Births,deaths and more They took part This is true. on my path They were meant too Letting me see, the things I saw One day.... Soon... I will be on a path, helping others who have not gone on before I will show the way, through an open door Lighting the way too

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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