Sunday, April 08, 2018

The time travels it's own ways and so do we!



Many have traveled across this path,
Many will travel this same path,
There are some paths you cross,
And wish I could cross again,
And again, to rejoice and cherish,
To not lose touch with those times,
And yet, some paths you crossed
Wish you never had, but yet you did,
Each path showed life and its consequences,
Each walk gave its pain and pleasures,
Each pain taught you lessons,
And pleasures that you see still around,
Sometimes you felt you never crossed paths with,
Yet you accept reality that it had to happen,
And had to cross it this way to repent,
Many will travel and many will cherish,
The time travels it's own ways and so do we!
~Dawn
#happypoetrymonth

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