To See You Soon

I have walked in the footsteps
     of the blind leading the blind;
Lived my life through the pictures
     seen on billboards and the signs.
I've woke on wintry mornings
     oh, so cold and all alone,
Yet dreamt of fires a 'burning
     in some far off country home.

I've sat and I have pondered
     'bout the disappearing days;
Of north and south, east and west,
     and our ever changing ways.
I've bid farewell to many
     as the journeys came to end;
Still I have thought about you,
     seems like every now and then.

The roads ahead are rocky
     and the mountains they are wide;
I've heard the fields are greener
     somewhere on the other side.
The past still comes to haunt me
     through the memories of youth,
Been searching for salvation
     on the page emptied of truth.

I'd been watching the ages
     that fly by so very fast,
And looking back in wonder
     saw those times not meant to last.
The years were never counted
     'till the hour had grown late;
I'll soon wake on the 'morrow,
     standing face to face with fate.

Perhaps we'll meet in passing
     on a far off distant shore,
And share in lives of others
     whom have been here long before.
We'll face into the sunset
     as the last ship sets to sail,
Then hand in hand go walking
     down that never ending trail.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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