Sunday, March 19, 2006

Footsteps

Footsteps echoing away
Further in the distance
Further in the past
Until it is history

You turn around to follow
You glance at the past
You take a peek at history
To turn around real fast

A long road ahead
Further than you can see
Longer than the horizon
There lies your future

You run fast forward
Open arms and bright smile
What will the future bring
And then you stop, just for a while

The future is like history
Fades before you know it
If you take the time to sense
You’ll experience it all

Love and hate, joy and sadness
Warm and cold, truth or lies
It is up to you to decide
Which ones you like best

November 9th 2005, Cynthia

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