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Life

                                           "Life"

                                     A mystery untold and unheard of.

                                     A path untraveled and unknown.

                                     Not knowing where will end up

                                              or how long will last.

                                   Experimenting and taking chances

                                  that may cause us to fail or succeed.

                                 Never really knowing where it will lead.

                                 This world we live in is cruel and harsh.

                                 It's a battle we face, from the very very start.

                                     Only hopping we never fall apart.

                                   And that we find love to fill our hearts.

           Written in memory of my dear friend Justin Tucker who I lost in 2004.

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Valerie Beasley...

Elizabeth!  Great write and tribute to your friend Justin.  Yes, life has it mysteries, sadness and its triumphs.  The battle makes us stronger as we gain knowledge and wisdom by what we suffer.  Then we can move forwarded forcing the victory as we unravel our personal life's path and press forward for love in all of its aspects. 

val

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Elizabeth Thomson

Thanx Val for you feed back I've been writing a long time just now sharing it with the world.

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Valerie Beasley...

Elizabeth…welcome to the site!  Thanks for sharing this poem with us!

val

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