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Our Journey

Our Journey

A road well- travelled and well worn,
sometimes light other times shadows,
a path of gravel, silk, and thorns,

We take our journey and carry on…
How long will it take us?
It all depends on life’s call,

We don’t know much, but one thing we do know,
the path is ours to take and walking alone we go…
Some walk on silk and some tread on gravel and thorns,

With lonely hands we push the clouds away
and carry on with life to us bestowed,          
Always striving to see the light until the end of our given road.

 

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Rory McGinlay

Light through the clouds we knock aside with both our hands

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Bernadete van d...

Yes, Rory, with both our hands.
Pardon my late reply, but you know that I highly appreciate  
you being here.  B

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Marion

It absolutely is a long and winding path B...
for the lucky ones anyway...hugs x

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Bernadete van d...

That’s right, Marion.
And thank you for being here my friend.

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Jac Tales

Another day - Another dollar. That is the long road of Life. Lovely Poem.

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Bernadete van d...

Thank you Jac. Take good care of yourself. Keep strong and be safe out there. 

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