Out earlier and passed several lonely Roadside crosses along my way. The first two lines of this poem came to me, when I got home I sat down and finished it....
A cross beside the road, by someone left,
The memory of a Birth, a Life, A Death
Looking straight ahead, in a focused trance
Looking straight ahead, in a focused trance
We pass right by it, without even a glance.
We've gotten so used to seeing these Roadside Shrines,
We've gotten so used to seeing these Roadside Shrines,
That often, we don't take the time,
To remember that life can end so fast
To remember that life can end so fast
That the hugs and kisses this morning, could be our last.
So the next time you see, a cross by the road
So the next time you see, a cross by the road
Remember that for someone, it represents a heavy Load,
A load shared with others to make it easier to bear
A load shared with others to make it easier to bear
Hoping to make others think twice, when they speed past there.
And if you love someone, always tell them before you go
And if you love someone, always tell them before you go
'Cause sometimes true Feelings, your actions don't show
Then say a little prayer for Loved ones lost
Then say a little prayer for Loved ones lost
Represented and remembered by a roadside cross.
Written By: Nancie Norton
Written By: Nancie Norton
June 8th 2010
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