each time each step I stop to turn away
each time each step turns me, to stay-
each step I take to stay away-
each step slides me more to 'the way'
I try to harden my tender emotions
I try to be strong with mixed potions
each time I mix it does not work
each step takes me closer to 'the notions’
why its only me that moves each time
Why nothing stirs on the other side-
Each day I pray maybe perhaps today
Changed will be my path changed
Will be the way , my way, the way
Each day each morning bright or grey-
I find my steps taking me with
a gift of my soul a ‘rose’-
Your Way….
3 comments:
A beautiful emotion wrapped in rose:)...............
We never know where our steps will take us.
That is the truth Thank you Mary
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