Without Question?
WHY?It's not for us to question?
It is what it is
We don't live in a perfect world
Yet, all striving for perfection.
A perfect peace?
A place, only found from within
Happiness, often fleeting
As time passes...................
From one second to another.
It's time for reflection
Honesty, by no other name
For it is who we are?
Not as we are perceived.
All coming from different walks of life
All traveling to our final chapter
Take my hand
Now close your eyes
It's not for you to question.
As to when or why?
Trust Me?
As a stranger
Trust Me?
As a trusted friend,
Now a world of darkness
Nothing to fear but fear itself
Along that walk of life
Now we are traveling it together.
It's not for us to question?
As to when, where or why.
I love you?
Without question.
Thanks for taking my hand,
Along the way.
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