FOLLOW YOUR DREAM
For all we were and are
Where we once walked so far
Looking back I can still see
Footprints of my dreams
Choices we have made
Either right or wrong
I can see broken paths
Then some so very strong
Twigs turn to branches
Buds turn to leaves
Some a brilliant yellow
Others turn to rust
It is our path to walk
We ask no one to follow
Advice I did not seek
For what’s to come tomorrow
When I stand here and look back
I see my structure bared
I glimpse outlines of my life
I can see that I have grown
I turn and look out yonder
I wonder what it will bring
I take one step and then another
I will finish out my dream.
Written by,
Terry Shepherd
03/20/2015
Beautiful, Terry and I can definitely relate!
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Thanks Julie. I’m trying to build up my poems for a book. So glad you like it
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