October 22, 2008

  • Endure

    Sometimes I forget to endure
    When I no longer count the candles upon the cake
    One more year has made the score
    Two more friends I’ve greeted at my door
    Open hands I can give
    Moving day to day to live
    It has served me well to greet
    Those who souls I have the chance to meet
    If time is something you can spare
    Please stop by and let me show you that I care ©2008

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