November’s Path
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
What can we learn From the wind, the rain? Our troubles are transient As is our pain What can we learn From the moon, the sun? When one day has ended A new day’s begun What can we learn From the changing seasons We all have a place, A time and a reason
It is in the middleOf your storyWhen you truly find outThe strength it takesTo turn the page
Will you run with me Through wildflowers And lay carefree Upon waves and sand? Will you walk with me Down unbeaten paths And help me navigate Through untamed storms? Will you sit with me Hand-in-hand And watch the sunset Paint the horizon Golden Over and over Today and tomorrow Until its glow Perfectly matches The… Read More Golden Years
Stand tall And know your worth Whether king of the castle Or a pile of dirt Life is what you make it
When you’re feeling stuck Straight out of luck Unsure of where you’re going Remind yourself Of where you’ve been And keep that smile showing Because attitude Will change your mood And good vibes Fueled with drive Will get you Where you’re going
Stay strong Dear soul For your path is as long As it is wide Along this journey That requires No more No less Than, trusting while placing One foot In front of the other
Memories are alive They breathe and age With us, like us They’re never the same They shrink and expand With each breath in our lungs They return us to places Where they once had begun They remind us how far We all have come Before whispering, “Your story’s not done.”
Today is the key That unlocks tomorrow It cannot be copied It cannot be borrowed It can only be used Turned And approved By the meticulous Hands of time
It’s in their final moments When we remember their best When we overlook their worst In preparation for The hardest of hurts When they are gone forever And we are left to live One…heartbeat…at…a…time
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