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Annstacie 
7:03am, April 21, 2009
THE JOURNEY
By Annstacie
Wake up my childThe dawn is here and the journey isabout to begin. How come, it starts with a wail?A loud wail that must be heard,Loud enough is what signifies life. Think about it, is it a sign of what lies ahead?Heartache, and pain and enough wailingOr just, the announcement that I am here? Child, face it, its just one thing; bittersweetThere are moments to cry and moments to laughThat’s about what makes this journey unique. Once you have woken up, you must go onAt times you think you are in chargeBut more often than not, the route is way beyond your control. You follow, you fall, you stagger, you rise but go on you must.You tire, you hurt, and cry and laugh, along the wayBut go on you just must. Some days are bright, some days are dullBut that’s what makes it beautiful, theGrey in between. If it was all laughter, would it be worth it?If it was all pain, would you bear it?But the mixes make it all the worthwhile. When you fall and rise, you know you canWhen you make it, you believe in yourself andWhen you just can’t get it right, you remember you are just a mortal. Then the moment comes.It’s never for you to knowWhen, where, how, is always a hidden fact. But then, when the time comes,You may be lucky to say goodbye, orYou may as well close your eyes andAlas! THE JOURNEY is over.
