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by Jessica Carrerow Apr 27, 2012 category : Life, society / meaning of life
Water trickled from rocks As a small mountain stream Everything was so beautiful I didnt believe it was a dream The stream went for miles Along all kinds of terrain I followed it barefoot Without a single ache or pain As I went farther It grew bigger and bigger I lost track Of when the stream became a river This highway of my life Landed me at a lake It was so perfect and peaceful Somthing only god could make All of the problems I had to work through No longer seemed so bad I could work through anything With the strength and wisdom that I had With each new experience I will begin to grow Keep searching for knowledge Until there is nothing I dont know