Sunday, April 19, 2009
A poem written by a 93 year old retired policeman.
When good friends walk beside us
on the trails that we must keep;
our burdens seem less heavy
and the hills are not so steep.
The weary miles pass swiftly,
taken in joyous stride;
and the world seems brighter
when friends walk by our side.
Pete Peterson (He passed away 13 years ago but his words live on)
This is what Sparkpeople is to me.
Arrr Mateys you're all Sparks so Spark It Up!!!!