I rush to see the day

That I may carry it alone.

There on my shoulders it lies,

Like so many I have borne.

It has the future in its hands,

Yet it never whispers its secrets.

None the less we travel lifes highways.

Always looking for the shadow of thoughts.

The ones where we gathered life's abundance,

In the cradle of our open arms.

It was not too heavy to carry as we walked along.

Sharing life's little secrets, was mine to do, all alone.