We Never Know Where We May Go

We never know who may come along

And take us to places we have only gone to in a song

But that person may appear one day

And take us far away

If only in our dreams.

That special someone very few find

Within the short moments of their lives.

You may say I’ve waited too long

While someone else may say, “I’m at the crossroads

And I feel comfortable being all alone.”

But let me tell you this

There’s nothing on earth more beautiful than bliss.

Something you won’t want to miss

And it comes to everyone when this time ends.

There will be many hands reaching out for yours

And you’ll finally find a place to call home.

You’ll know the pleasure of God’s tender kiss

As you find the treasure of your soul.

You may have had a lifetime of love

Or struggled and become cold

But whether you made God happy

Or you made God sad, He had a plan.

God will send you somewhere beautiful

Or He’ll decide you must start again.

Live life as if you have already found heaven

And love all of God’s children.

Do this and God will never send you back to earth again.

Published by Mary K Lanza

Hello: I am a writer who directs your attention to life in the 'now'. My most recent masterpiece is Losing the Boomer Blues. This whimsical story is about 3 old friends traveling back in time to lose their boomer blues. I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area and fell in love with writing at a very early age. I have written many short stories and poems down through the years. I've won awards but more than that I have won the hearts of my readers. I became a member of the Oakland Art Association in the late '90s and devoted many years to creating collage art but never stopped writing. I decided to start writing Losing the Boomer Blues in 2016 and finished writing it in August of 2018. It was with great pride that I self-published it in October of 2018. This charming story appeals not only to my baby boomer counterparts but to those of all ages who find the Summer of Love a quest for peace, freedom, and equality. The struggle for unity will never die. We are the United States. Divided is an impossibility.

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