I'll have no companion, to share the hurt Nor love to find, the treasures unearthed. A Poeatreeman
Suffering is the loss of all Cares to know what love's about Heart will let you feel it all Pain is there for care to see Tears to let you wash the soul Love to keep it all from dying Sorrow if I lose it all.
DO NOT GO TO THE COVER UNLESS YOU KNOW WHAT IS ON THE OTHER SIDE.
YOU MAY FIND YOURSELF READING
NEXT THING YOU KNOW IT IS TELLING YOU A STORY. WHO'S THAT OWL WHO KEEPS WATCHING ME.
WISDOM I AM IN HERE TO READ.
YOU MAY BE enthralled BY WHAT, IS IN IT ALL.
BE CAPTURED BY WORDS UNTIL YOU READ ALL THE LINES.
BREAK FREE AT THE END WHEN ALL THE WORDS ARE UN TWINED.
FINALLY I AM OUT, BOY WAS THIS A RIDE.
NEXT TIME I WILL USE MY SEAT BELT BEFORE I GO TRAVELING. ABROAD.
I DO NOT WANT TO GET BUMPED OFF. FROM THE ROAD I AM ON
I NEED TO READ THE END OF THE STORY YOU KNOW
FOR WHERE WILL I GO, IF I NEVER FINISH
FROM THE START, TO THE END OF MY STORY.
FOR I HAVE NEVER JOURNEYED THAT IS MY GLORY.
DEDICATED TO THE LEARNING OF HUMANITY FOR CHILDREN TO IMAGINE THEY'RE TRAVELING THE WORLD BY THOUGHTS THEY'RE SENDING TO WHO KNOWS WHERE IMAGINING PLACES THEY MAY, NEVER SEE. WONDERING HOW, THEY WOULD EVER BE.
IN MEMORY OF PAYNE STEWART TO ALL IN THE RYDER'S CUP 2010 MAY GOD, SHOW YOU THE FAIRWAY A Poeatreeman
You may not swing your partner You will certainly hit the ball Don't use your shoes for dancing You may spike them all Try To Play The Fairway For The Course will Take you Home.
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