Road Map ON JESUS'S BACK
Something that is spoken 9-11-01
Smart But
Ember sp 2
A Time before
Poetry Poem
About a mother
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RIDES US ALL
TIME RIDES US ALL,
TILL WE FALL.
NO MATTER WHEN,
WE WILL FEEL THE PAIN.
FOR TIME ISN'T WORRY,
ABOUT: BEING SORRY.
FOR TIME DOES ITS THING,
NO MATTER WHAT IT BRINGS.
SMILES, LAUGHTER, FROWNS, TEARS,
WHICH: COMES WITH EACH YEAR.
FOR TIME BRINGS HAPPINESS,
SOMETIME BRINGS SADNESS.
FOR TIME LETS YOU KNOW, HOW: FAR YOU WILL GO.
FOR NO MATTER WHAT MIGHT BE WROTE,
YOU KNOW, YOU, TIME HAS ALWAYS, RODE?
YES, ABOUT THIS DON'T SMILE,
FOR TIME IS ON YOUR BACK MILE AFTER MILE.
AS YOU BY THEN WILL LEARN,
TIME TO RIDE YOU DON'T GET A TURN.
RIDES US ALL
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