Open RoadA Poem by Mr. Lopez
The road to recovery is a winding endless road pay attention to directions and the advice that you are told
On the road to recovery You’ll see signs to dead ends That are usually put there By old party friends Who could care less where tomorrow We might end up But more importantly What you have for their cup If you take one of these detours What you’ll find is the same Some end up leaving The same way they came Back to recovery A long open road If you take it you may find What it means to grow old
© 2008 Mr. LopezAuthor's Note
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Added on June 5, 2008Last Updated on June 23, 2008 AuthorMr. LopezChandler, AZAboutI was born in Texas October of 1966. Raised in California where i fell in love with music and art. I came from a large , poor family where the most valuable thing we ownwed was our love for each other.. more..Writing
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