All along the trailway...lined by those I knew 
Standing softly..smiling gently..
Faces .. once I knew 

And still I do..I know them well..
They've my lifetime 
I wonder now..perhaps they'll tell 

How now I see...not blind 

When ends this path of trepidation..
Tis only I that feels 
I'm guided more than me 

Do I see..

Can I see

Such a situation 

Nothing but a dream...thinks I 
But I remember dying 
Nothing but a dream..for sure 

Why are people crying 

Trying... understand 



  • Author: James Perrin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 6th, 2024 04:21
  • Category: Unclassified
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