Day: September 18, 2020

at life’s crossroads…

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he’s not a hefty load
and i cherish it
he lingers on his own grip
acting as the captain of his ship

younger days that slipped away
different paths stood our ways
chosen one was quite a change
contrasting a rugged mountain range

he has chosen a concrete avenue
the extent and end he never knew
easy as it came to be
easy as the road stretched free

but the span of ease has to end that way
unpredictable, so was the time of the heyday
mother had to bid the world goodbye
life in existence money can’t buy

to me, he’s not a burden
as i walk my own way to life
he’s not heavy, he’s a light load
a brother, i can carry him at life’s crossroads…