Set to end something Crossing over more
To the promise land Have not see before
With new beginnings The past had to die
Stop looking backward High time, say good bye
Life's at a crossroad Which way there to go?
Let's choose the high road Moving with the flow
Strop looking backward Let's choose the high road
Crossing Over More To lighten up the load
Thanks for reading.
Poem #1687
Idea 7 April 2012
9:07 Foot of bed
Re read 13 April 23, 2012
Made some changes
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