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 © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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