Awaken

We sometimes grow callous and filled with despair
As life's road chokes our senses with pain;
But we still can find beauty
And some sense of duty
If we speed up and try it again.

For life, like a highway, can be barren and dry,
Or strewn with sadness and litter;
And we travel along
Either singing a song
Or growing cold and bitter.

The tangles and briars we see on that road
Can crush one's gentle soul to the wall;
But love, like the snow,
Can cleanse us, you know,
As it falls softly and covers us all.

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Made by Jen 19.07.2002