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Kens Poem
How wonderfully sweet to be a dweller dwelling on the road of goodbye. Bittersweet tears fall as I think of all the places I'll never see, all the faces I'll never know, all the joys I'll never share, as I head for the unknown. I have lived life as best I could, met challenges head on, drawing strength from an unseen source. You cannot come with me on this journey you can only stand and watch, sometimes the more difficult task. I know what I must do and I will give myself a voice drawn from the inward depths of my being.
For Ken June 1, 2003 copyright Fran Watson Fran is a Consultant, Workshop Developer/Presenter, and Toastmaster. More information can be found at my website www.franwatson.ca where you can also sign up for my free ezine.
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