PurposeA Poem by Ph.D in VictoryI question myself about this sometimes.
The light, it will always glow
The wind, it will always blow The water, it will always flow The time, it will always go My thoughts, they will always grow The sad, they will always woe The smart, they will always know The plants, they will always grow Everything has a purpose, But do I? I don't know Everyone seems to say so As my thoughts of doubt cease to grow I say to myself, "yes, now I know" Thanks to you, I now know I have a purpose... It is to love you
© 2010 Ph.D in VictoryAuthor's Note
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