life is what happens
sometimes according to your plans
sometimes apparently random
to you and to yours
life is your solid path
through the forest of time
and the golden drops
that slip from your hand
into the sand
life is joy and laughter
the pain and the tear
the bruising of elbows and knees
the getting up and moving on
life if the love that you share
the dawn that you dawn unto others
the smiles that you give and receive
(for you are never really alone)
at sunrise and sunset
intermingled with dreams
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