We all walk a path,
One of our own.
Some are lost,
Some are found,
Some are still walking.
In the end we all die,
But not everyone is the same.
Faith will fade in the lost,
Light is shown in the light of the found,
And confusion boggles the minds of the walking.
Taking one day at a time,
Life is too short for trouble,
Too long for pain,
And just right for laughter and dreams.
