Dienstag, Juli 01, 2003

The stake

Ill walk on Ill march
Like a brave soldier I would
I wont fear or tear at what the future brings
Though the speed might reduce to a trudge
May I garner the strength to run the race
Like a fighter whose resilience never cease
You will have fallen and risen
When youve decided to pull yourself together.

# one caramel latte for the road lili-dime | 9:51 PM |