Fellow Travelers- a poem

EACH day we wake with plans in mind,

Of which, some will come true.

While memories hold dear our past,

Today is still anew.

FOR people come into our lives

When best is needed so.

With lessons learned and moments shared,

As in our time, we grow.

AND as we move on through our lives,

Our memory, it stirs.

Now, hopeful dreams of yet today,

We’re fellow travelers.

Retm

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