Meetings on the Way

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I met a man upon the road
Red of beard and bold of eye
Who taught me of the mad storms wrath
And boldly strode away
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I met a man upon the road
One cold eye and face of stone
He told me I had far to go
And swiftly rode away
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I met a woman on the road
Her face was kind and smile warm
She told me I had time to grow
Then set me on my way
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I met a man upon the road
With laughing eyes and a smile cold
He taught me how to lie and hide
When I looked he'd gone away
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I met a man upon the road
One hane gone and striding bold
He taught me how to seek the right
And sent me on my way
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I met a maid upon the road
With laughing eyes and hair of gold
She taught me love and laughter too
When I woke she'd gone away
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I met a man upon the road
whose keen eyes sought the hidden truth
He taught me how to stand and watch
And I knew this for my way
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I met a man upon the road
His one eye flashed, his smile bold
He welcomed me to with him bide
And together we marched away
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© 2007, John T Mainer