I thought this was a beautiful poem.
| Our lives were shattered by those who mattered; we left them behind when our thoughts became scattered.
The destiny of adventure would come to us soon, as traveling would be guided by the mouth of the spoon; we might be settling in with the man in the moon.
As the experience of our dreams was coming true, we knew in a moment what we had to do. Hoping that we'd have friends beside us, coping with positive directions to guide us, we'd be on our way with God's glory to share, then others would know how much we cared.
Written By Anna Marie Carlson
Friday, February 21, 2014