Stables wait for horses wild
And a crib awaits a newborn child
Mountains are for those who come
A whisper in a dream to some
Days to come are closing fast
For revelations of the past
To bring to call those chosen men
Whose thoughts were present way back when
Start today to make the changes
Embrace those things life rearranges
Time is soon to make the move
To be prepared it would behoove
Know that tasks await you there
Along with others known to care
A family that you've not yet known
To share the love you've always shown.
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