Some stories are short –
some end right where
they begin. There are
plot twists that appear
out of nowhere. Characters
get written off.
Each story is a book.
Each word read is forever
imprinted inside of our head.
The characters we meet
changed the course of our story.
From start to finish, as time
goes forth, life blazes a trail
and takes shape. Sometimes,
manuscripts rip once
they’re flipped. Regardless,
we travel
into the darkness
to find the sun.
We won’t stop until
the story is done.
We tell other people’s stories.
They show us a life
seen through different eyes. They
change us – to no surprise.
Our stories will live on
long after we are gone.
Our stories are meant to be told
by the old to the young.
The young will grow up
and tell stories of their own.
We grip the pen tight and keep
our story alive. We keep writing
until the ink runs dry.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 
nice I like it my husband has a song like it to one line it’s funny how sometimes life take where it wants you to go and you find out it to late turn back and your doing wants you to do
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the song was written he drove me to a class in Tacoma and are freind son had been in hospital and got moved to nursing home he was like 20 with muscular dystrophy so sad and we saw the nursing home and I said hey that’s where Kyle is you should visit him why I am at class and he did the song starts out don’t miss the exits an the signs that show you the way to go to get to where you need to be for your heart and soul something like that
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