Poem. I happen to dabble in song writing, now and then. As I leafed through some old material of times past, I came across a poem that I wrote some fifteen years ago which never made the "tracks"… I thought I would share it with my new friends on this site.
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Some days it seems that’s just the way it goes
There’s no rhyme nor reason to it all
Why certain things happen no one ever knows
And I wonder what’s the need of it all
But if I knew the answer to the question
I would be the Master of Creation
If I could grow the perfect rose
It would bloom without the prickle of the thorn
If I could I’d suffer all your woes
Instead of yours I’d let my heart be torn
But all I have is a helping hand
And my soul to share your highs and lows
So many things I don’t understand
But I’ll keep walking ’cause that’s the way it goes
So I look back on the miles of yesterday
To guide my feet on the miles I’ll walk today
I trip and tumble as I find my friends and foes
But I’ll keep walking and that’s the way it goes
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