I have been wandering for so long now Sometimes it feels like heaven sometimes hell This rambling road of mine and yours as well Will get us there but only God knows how
It seems so hard to get a step ahead So easy to feel several steps behind I will lose myself in your eyes instead Of understanding lest I lose my mind
I am so glad you travel next to me It seems the more I think about the road Passing from October to November The longer it is the heavier the load
But you remind me so I remember This ramble is our march to be made free
Great stuff,yes it can be a long road but as your poem so lovingly states it is a lot shorter when shared by two or more to pass the lonely and rough stretches. Great lines in this one.
An empathic young nurse driven to help and heal others since childhood after watching her mother languish for months before finally succumbing to cancer, Aziza Lopez abhors cruelty and suffering in any form. When she is assigned comatose patient Davi
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Chrissy
God Bless,
Lew
Fee
Will get us there but only God knows how"
Yes. I can relate to your sentiments, Stevie. I'm afraid that, with each passing day, I understand less and less. Thank you for this.
Love and peace to you, my friend,
Regis