Ahead, by Ivy Jordan Subscribe to rss feed for Ivy Jordan

Ahead of me lies the truth
Ahead of me lures my future
Ahead of me taunts my ego
Ahead of me brings sorrow
In one way or another 
I may find happiness

Ahead of me might be a surprise
Ahead of me could be my lover
Ahead of me will be my standing point
Ahead of me strokes my luck
Whatever it will be
I’m prepared to learn and strive for it.


2003 Jordan
Posted: 2005-03-22 03:09:54 UTC

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