...At the brink...of oblivion
Within the grasp of despair
...A life....of uncertainty
Emotionally threadbare
...Destiny....its wisdom
Firmly guiding the reins
A wealth of opportunity
Where once lay but chains
Unimaginable friendships
Along a path thought forlorn
A future reckoned impossible
...Resurrected....thus born
A new way of thinking...
And of viewing the world
..It's not over..till it's over
When that last flag unfurls
....That life....of uncertainty
Once emotionally threadbare
'Twas...at the brink..of oblivion
...Within the grasp of despair
Author's note:
Dedicated to the memory of Margrit and Robert Mondavi, the Robert Mondavi Family; and the Robert Mondavi Winery, of 'my existence.' With gratitude.! JBE
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