the path was lined with stately treeseach one seemed to speak to me
where are we going
they did ask
to which i replied
some place that will not last
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the trail grew deep and dark without light
worn from weary travelers footsteps faded away
soon the garden will bloom again
but
this day remains barren and lost
empty with no thought
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i love the walks my hubby and i take with Bear on weekends we talk but mostly pray together
for family, friends and for you. may God fill your soul with delight and bring the weary traveler home with Well Done My Child.
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