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I took what was left of me
Walked down by the stream
I saw my portrait on the water
Then a wave rippled through me

What have I become
Where's the child that seen so much
Did it all change so fast?
Will I handle what the future brings?

Fear of what to come chilled me
Risking one thing to get another
Each year makes one older
Some of us get a bit wiser too

Fear makes one cautious
Still one only grows if they try
Another year older
Another lesson learned

Take life by the hand
Walk it the best you can
If you see an image of yourself
Don't let the wave rip you away.
 
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© 2003 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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