Summer
walks on the sandy shore
When
we strolled through life without a care
And
we wanted more
So
much more
And
the memory lives on
Merging
with the others
With
all the things I’ve done
Becoming
what I am
Walking
out on a winters day
Footfall
dragging on the frozen ground
Leave
behind the sweetest time I have known
With
not a sound
Not
a single sound
And
the memory lives on
Merging
with the others
With
all the things I’ve done
Becoming
what I am
Striding
out on the solo trail
Single
steps on the lonely road
Moving
forward on the path that I chose
Leaving
on my own
No
one home
And
the memory lives on
Merging
with the others
With
all the things I’ve done
Becoming
what I am
On
the path decisions made
Have
been the ones made selfishly
Forks
in the broken road taken by chance
Letting
me be free
Set
me free
And
the memories live on
Merge
with all the others
With
all the things I’ve done
Becoming
what I am
What
I am
Is
the sum of what I’ve been
The
total of my choices
The
culmination of my dreams
All
those memories that I keep,
Linger
deep within my psyche
Brought
me here,
Sure and prepared
Sure and prepared
That
sum of all I was,
Becoming
what I am
©
Fergus Martin
2012
very nicely written
ReplyDeleteThank you. Glad you liked it
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