Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂
( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 )..
As I gaze upon the horizon
Where my Fate waits for me,
My mind gently browses the past
That which has become a memory.
I grew up on a farm
Ohhhhh, the dreams had I,
To save the world from the evil dragons
Once, as a ole Marine, I did try.
I once loved and and lost
Suffered a broken heart, they say,
But now the heart has mended
As love managed to find a way.
With my hands I helped build a nation
Now the back is tired and sore,
But no white flag of surrender here
With a heart of dreams to do much more.
There were those by whom I were scorned
As I ventured down life’s highway,
They ridiculed and condemned
As I lived and love life my way.
Of the life I lived, I have no regrets
Would not change a thing, I must confess,
And I will continue to be me
As I venture down the path of happiness.
As my mortal clock starts to wind down
One wonders, is there another life for me,
Sadly, I must close, and seek out Fate
For Fate has the answer, Fate is the key.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Having a leisurely Sunday morning with a spot of tea…taking a break from life’s adventures and challenges… woke up to a world in turmoil outside of the path…believe what the world needs now is love and a open heart.. 🙂
I live in a not so secret garden
Along the path least traveled,
Quite unlike the other world
A world that has become unraveled.
A garden of peace and harmony
Being different does not matter here,
All creatures, big and small, living together
Unlike the other world, they do not live in fear.
Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice…you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
And of what or who they wish to be.
Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.
But there is hope
Of a world filled with love one day,
A wish that could come true
For love and hope is the last to die…they say.
So shall bring my ramblings to an end
For there is one fact that I do know,
To reach the horizon, the 12th of Never
It’s down the path least traveled I must go!
(penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller )
Going to close for now, the Kindle is calling… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise…. 🙂
Until we meet again..
May flowers always line your path
and sunshine light your way,
May songbirds serenade your
every step along the way,
May a rainbow run beside you
in a sky that’s always blue,
And may happiness fill your heart
each day your whole life through.
May the sun shine all day long
Everything go right, nothing go wrong
May those you love bring love back to you
And may all the wishes you wish come true