To Be Passed Along! Poem by Eric Cockrell

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longing...
driven by the wind,
to where, i dont care...

believing,
with no reason to believe,
against the turning odds...

getting back up,
slower each time,
in spite of time and the aches

of a long weary road....
going....
just keep on going,

with eyes that see,
and ears that hear....
giving.....

at the risk of losing,
more than i can bear to lose,
all that i can do....

longing....
for rebirth and bloom,
and the small joys lived

in the eyes behind the hands
of those i've helped up....
living...

as if it were a gift,
bestowed on me,
to be passed along!