Walk with me a while
If my pace does not suit you,
If I cannot comfort your sorrow,
Or shield and protect you;
If I cannot carry you when you are tired and weak;
Or run with you when you
Are joyful and strong;
If the path I take passes too close to the edge,
Remember that you are always free, to choose
Another, leaving my eyes soft with sorrow,
But my heart warmed by reminiscences of moments
Spent together,
And thoughts of times that might have been...
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