Daniel Murphy

Rookie (Dublin)

Travels - Poem by Daniel Murphy

My life is a highway
On which the years go by


The roads are never level
The roads are always high


But as I travel onwards
To a future that’s unknown


I see every mile I travel
Has a sharp stepping stone


And on that journey I’m all alone.


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  • Rookie JoAnn McGrath (4/21/2007 4:01:00 AM)

    Must be a dream: O) your never alone here on ph : O) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 20, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 16, 2011


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