A shoulder to climb onA Poem by PJThe future is not in our stars, We hold it all in our hands. The present is whats ours, The past lies buried in our lands.
We're born to live and to die, It's the same for everyone, We're made to laugh and to cry, And is n't our god the same one?
The love and the life in our children, The people on who we depend, Give them a shoulder to climb on, A future worthy to defend.
© 2012 PJ |
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