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To Change the World…
Different Roads
Oh, my sweet, dear, Darlin’
Don’t you know it’s gone.
It isn’t anyone’s fault,
It merely didn’t ever belong.
Two street lights shinning,
On very different roads,
Beams that touched and passed,
While lightening each others loads.
You have to go your way.
I’m starting to find mine.
Maybe we’ll meet again,
Perhaps, some other time.
Your world was paranoid and daring,
I hadn’t known that before.
Mine gave you honesty,
But, who was the lesson for?
Remember me some day.
Smile and think a sweet thought.
We shared a true friendship.
We learned and we taught.
CAWatson 12/16/2007
Art of Living…
“A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence through whatever he is doing, and leaves others to determine whether he is working or playing. To himself, he always appears to be doing both.” ~ François-René de Chateaubriand
