Graphic: Albert Smirnov





Who knows what tomorrow brings
In a world where few hearts survive
All I know is the way I feel
having loved, having felt so alive


the road I now travel is very long
with thorns strewn along the way
the mountains too are very steep
so I journey slowly a step each day


traveling through valleys of laughter
through vales of tears and yet,
my hopes and dreams will sustain me
through the ensuing years


Tears fall and oh how I pray
the Lord to safely guide my way
to make each day easier to bear
only I know the sorrow and the shame
which my heart can no longer contain


Many tears are cried when all alone
utter grief, untold pain , fill my very soul
remembering happier days
when life was not lived in vain
now I know what it is to be really alone
no one to really call my own


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