Though I may stumble down this road
And carry such a tiresome load
I have a Guide who will lead me through life
Through the the path of troubles and of strife.
Though a detour comes and we're lead away
Though the comfort we had seems to fade
I have a hope of a comfort far better
Free from bonds and fetters.
Though some may accuse us and say we betray
Though they may send fiery darts our way
I will stand strong and take the burn
Sending love and kindness in return
And as for those we left behind
I will love them with all heart and mind
I choose to learn from and embrace
This path of troubles that we face.
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Author:
Zeb (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: June 3rd, 2018 23:05
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
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