Walking Down The Road .............. By: Scarecrow76

(Sorry that it has been a while folks. Had a lot of issues and did not want to post anything political or could be taken as political in nature. This one is for all of the wonderful souls that I do know and have known. I remember and love them all more than they could ever tell. )

It was 1976 when I first felt the blessed cold.
It was winter when I was born I was just born but I was old.
I remember reaching to my father as the years went on.
He was right there but I seldom found him and now we're almost gone.
But I was blessed in my search by music.
I was blessed by my LORD and mom.
I had a heart that loved you when you could not be loved.
And I dance to the songs of my soul.
Walking down the road.
Do you remember when I knew you? Do you remember when we smiled that much?
Do you remember how we felt across times and miles when we smiled so much?
Hugs and kisses on the telephone, needing to see you face to face.
Now I'm walking down the road and I'll see you again some better place.

I floated like a leaf in life upstream, I was looking to see it all.
I saw everything I wanted to find and learned too much to ever recall.
You made my life more than I could have ever been if I had gone alone.
But you were always with me and kept me stronger than we could know.
And I was blessed in my search by music.
Blessed by grandma and you, I know.
You were with me though you could never see.
The wonders I came to know.
Walking down the road.
Do you remember what I wrote you? Do you remember the hopes I had?
Do you still want me to rise up and shine at more than being a dad?
The hugs that remain tell me I am not alone even when I can't see your face.
I'll go walking down the road again and I'll see you in a better place.

I have packed up every memory and put them on my mind displayed.
My life has known so many different kinds of love and I still touch your face.
Every song I found will come with me but I will have to get to the gig alone.
And when I see your face again you will know that we are home.
I was blessed in my search by music.
Blessed by loves and enemies as I would roll.
I sold my trinkets and some memories.
But you bought me back my soul.
Walking down the road.
I remember when you carried me, I remember carrying you.
Now we set here together in memories and sometimes I feel you here too.
It's just the way you always said, we are never far away.
I will go walking down the road again and return to find our way.

I will carry this life with me, back to 1976....




(( All I Can say here is that it all comes full circle. )

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