Some people cross our path maybe once -
they may touch us with a smile or an offense,
becoming unforgettable,
or barely leaving a mark.
Others live on the same road as us -
waving hello and goodbye as we walk past,
they are beacons of safety in our lives.
Others we find walking along the path with us;
they become our companions and, beyond that,
friends - a force both reassuring and inspiring.
Some walk ahead of us looking back,
they may be our elders, giving us advice,
sometimes miguided, but still looking to our wellbeing.
Some people try to block our path,
for their own selfish reason; they are our enemies,
creating chaos and damage, wounds that never really heal.
Whatever they are, these people are ours -
they are ours to love, ours to try not to hate,
ours to fill our lives with meaning.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
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