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My Road Of Life

My road is very long and full of holes and rocks
Wore holes through my soles right down to my socks
Along this road are many stages that I act upon
On this special road I'm the ugly duck, not the swan

At the beginning of this road I played a babe in arms
I stuck to my script, babbled and gooed , had baby charms
The next script they handed me I played little Orphan Annie
I had no ma, no pa, not even an old granny

I acted in a few plays where I was married and a mother
Some of the scripts even had us love one another
Now I'm acting on the last stage I'll be on
This last script has me  turn into a beautiful swan

I was a good actress. Now I get to retire
It's what I deserve. It's what I desire
As the curtain closes on the last act of my play
My skies are not cloudy. My skies are not grey

Look at the sun shining through the trees
There are none as majestic as these
The grass is so green and soft on my feet
Though the sun shines hot I feel no heat

This last stage I'm on has such a beautiful scene
So peaceful, alive and so serene
A dirt road winding through a forest green
I'm an actress and my name is Kathleen.

                                                            
                                                   
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                                                  April 7,
2006

                                                            
                                             Lila May
Guptill (AKA) Lunaria
                   



Posted: 2006-04-08 15:32:17 UTC

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