The Road
A shining moment, that once shined so bright, now washed away, as the sun to the night; Once carved in stone, now no more; the soft sand, swept from the shore. A time so precious, yet none could see what a precious jewel this came to be. But a bridge once crossed is not crossed again; look where you're going, not where you've been. They meant so much, those days now gone, but much too fleeting, like a careless song. The faces, they flare and flicker, then disappear; my heart leaves with them, but not my tears. For never would I have made it to this day if the road I traveled had not passed that way. Written October 14th, 2001 © on Oct 14 2001 01:56 PM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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