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A Baker\Failor Poem
We prepare for the journey on the river of time By wasting our summers to save a dime Eager to forget youth, and enter our prime But jumping off board would be a crime
Before your know it the river gets rough Things that surround you dont seem enough When times are changing, or getting tough call on your friends, cause they never bluff
For some, the ride is short and sweet Lenghty or not, life is a treat Moments of triumph destroy those of defeat Savor your moments before they deplete
One day you'll ask, "Where does my river flow Some of us wonder, some of us know Meandering life, the bends make us grow Nothing's in our hands whereever we go
So in a year, where do you think we'll be Finding our niche in society Or living like Nomans, traveling free? Deciding what's wrong and right for me
Books that we've read and songs that we've sung could not prepare us for what's begun So if a string breaks, have it restrung May all of us remain forever young. |
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