in the eye of the beholder.
It is better not to know the future.
Or els you might stear the future in the wrong direction.
Left or right , even a crosroad wont stop your destination.
Struggel treu life stumble and fall,it is the same road we travel each and all.
So close your eyes ,prepare for the fall and feel the gentle hand that lift's you up when you are down.
Tomorow never comes and yesterday never died.
Or els you might stear the future in the wrong direction.
Left or right , even a crosroad wont stop your destination.
Struggel treu life stumble and fall,it is the same road we travel each and all.
So close your eyes ,prepare for the fall and feel the gentle hand that lift's you up when you are down.
Tomorow never comes and yesterday never died.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Quicksilver: | Maandag, oktober 13, 2008 22:29 |
| Ergg mooi geschreven! liefs,dicky |
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| Windwhisper: | Maandag, oktober 13, 2008 08:17 |
| wonderful, I like this poem Thank you fot sharing wth my regards Cobie Goodmorning |
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