Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Blue day

Thinking of my friends in rehab, brothers and sisters in the here and now.
The longer the journey, the sweeter the arrival
Friends are calling you home.
Run to them.


We are all tested in life, some as infants, others in twilight, most along the way.
There is a time to bend, and a time to stand firm.
If you break it was because it was necessary.
This we can control, that we cannot.


I never made promises lightly,
there have been some that I've broken. but I swear in the days still left, we'll walk in fields of gold

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