Independently (From My Musical, This Is My Life) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Reach to each new mystery
Times are like an open book
Stories in every history
Everywhere around to look
Exceptionally inside find
Days are coming from old age
This and that be left behind
As they each carry their weight
What it is that makes a say
Breaking the points and bending
Fill your mind with today
And what has been amending
Carry over each thought and mind
Knot the way all differently
So much to be left behind
When you walk the way independently

When you walk the way
Independently