I'm reaching for some, because I need some, never can have to much, seems like joy's always out of touch. I reach, it runs, the chase is on, joy is out running, but I'm still gunning.
Never will give up, won't give in. I'm going to chase, and forever run this race.
I may lose once in awhile, joy may win the long mile, but it won't take my smile. Heart and soul in spirit Bear, sure my spirit is there. In front of joy, with joy.
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Reviewed by P. Michaels (Reader)
Reviewed on November 7, 2003
Grady, I like the write. Keep your poems reaching. It's closer than you think.
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Grady, I like the write. Keep your poems reaching. It's closer than you think.
Go Grady Go!!
Go Grady Go!!
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