Artwork of Thomas Kinkade



Roads
I've walked down so many roads
From early dawn 'til sunset's glow
I've climbed high in the mountains
Walked the valleys down below

Through wilderness and meadows
Over oceans, lakes, and streams
Going where I had to go
To realize my dreams

I've wakened to a meadowlark
Closed my eyes to nightingale's tune
Felt the heat of summer's relentless sun
Seen the pall of winter's gloom

Some days my joy lifted me high above
This earth and all it's woes
But I've drank the cup of sorrow too
How I walked on, I do not know

I've sat beneath a willow tree
On a wooden bench at noon
Watched many a fiery sunset's glow
On a sweet summer's night in June

I've loved and lost and loved again
Said good-bye more than I'd like
Still I've bowed my head and offered thanks
For this precious gift of life

At the end of the day I seek the path
That brings me safely home
For when you've found the source of love
You'll never find yourself alone

Karen Shaw Matteson

2003



People take different roads seeking fulfillment and happiness.
Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.
~ H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

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