There’s a Cross road up ahead
Normally I would get out of bed
This time the dream maker needs to pick
I’m too old to choose and I’m too sick
My life force seems to be draining fast
I’m hoping this Cross road lets me pass
The dream maker tells me I must voice
Because it’s a personal a choice
(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/09
Sometimes it is choice, maybe always. May the light shine for you, Michael.
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