by: Leanne S. Pippin
©Copyright 2006
A soul begins its journey
When love first plants a seed..
And from that seed a life is born,
A miracle indeed.
Then safely tucked inside it’s life
The soul will begin to grow.
Fashioning it’s costume
To star it’s own show.
Much sooner than expected
That life will be of age.
And each new passing year
Will ever be it’s stage.
With the script ever changing,
And time in such a hurry,
The soul will begin to weary
From all life’s strife and worry.
The life will then be ready
To rest and then to cease
And the show will be over
The soul’s journey ends in peace.
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