We met on the journey of Life…
Along the way we shared our trip..
But as we traveled on our path
We came to crossroads
That led us in different routes..
We felt a sadness that ended our walk..
Of life together
But our destination were not the same..
The direction we desired led us
To separate roads
But still the journey
Had not ended
But ahead many miles yet to go..
New adventure awaited as we look ahead..
Yet not shared as we had once begun
Vickie Yannuzzi
7/21/02
Family that marriage bought together, but somehow along the road of life, took different direction, and made different choices
Whence You Think You are In Control You are Not,i.e. (God) Is...
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Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
Reviewed on July 22, 2002
Lovely, poignant expression...
Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
Reviewed on July 22, 2002
You described this real well Vickie. So basically, at the end of everything..the fact remains that howmuchever someone's in love...we're still two individuals. Sad reality of life which I have now realized and it now makes me think pessimisticly that "Is love really worth then?"
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
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Whence You Think You are In Control You are Not,i.e. (God) Is...
TRASK
Poignant write...really liked it. Cheers!