I've passed a thousand crossroads
In this journey called my life
The lefts, the rights and dead ends
Have sometimes led to strife
Having never had directions,
the journey sometimes blind
The paths I've sometimes taken
panned out different in my mind
The road seems straight and level
No junctions in my sight,
the journey thus far taken
Now somehow feels just right
There comes with every journey
A path that has no end
The secret in its finding
Is the guidance of a friend
I never give you credit
For your guidance, strength and might
Dear Kerry, your the power
For my journey to the light
What happens in the future
I know is strengthened by the past
So onward down that hi-way
Until we breath our last
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