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 ** Stony Road ** When everything seems smooth along comes the stony road, and my path I must choose,

There's always the sidewalk where I could skip along like I did as a kid,

not worrying about how the path was composed, paved or stoned, I'm smile and proceed along...

Now that I'm grown I've learned to skip my way through, the stones in the road,

and watch through the eyes of that child that still lives in me.

Written by Janet Ford By [|Girlsisy] ||