Walk with me

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Meandering Soul

2 months ago

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Walk with me
when the sun goes down
The dusk is weary
The mood is down
There is no wind
And hope is lost
Walk with me
When my prime is passed

Walk with me
When I need a hand
Or not at all
For I walk alone
This journey of life
Gathering honey
From willing bee hives
The feathers float
The robins sing
I too will find
My own zing

If no one walks with me
When my days are passed
Or remember the friendships
Love and trust
The unending giving
No expectation held the door
Then I shall walk alone
Through meandering roads ...

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