The Path of Life
This path I walk a mystery see
I'm looking just in front of me
the path divided which do I take
very important the choice I make
I turn on one and walk awhile
things I see makes me smile
but then I look and see a hill
to make the top takes all my will
now a valley up ahead I see
and this is where I want to be
but I can't stay I must go on
and I can't linger here to long
as I turn and look I see the path
and all the memories I want to last
and all the things I brought with me
are all the things I want to keep
Copyright © Oma Bennett | Year Posted 2007
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