Bumpy roads sometimes and hills of gold
Hidden bends and darken caves
Very high mountains sometimes to climb or cross
For every man and woman forever in love to grow
to complete at the end all this journey
to make it to the end, all in one piece
so bruised and tired our soul and body might be
but always our spirit rises high
crossing all the rough and bumpy roads
along the way taking short cuts here and there
you will see it won't be still that easy
till you get there to heaven, your true home.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2001-2010
