Better Plans

Here is the latest ditty i wrote for my friends who are either graduating or are headed off to better plans. Hope ya like it!

Better Plans
Agans © 8-6-208

So this is it; these are our lives.
You’re the one who always made me get up and reach for stars.
The past has shown some are untrue
And even guilty verdicts question which friends will stick by you.

Look up. Walk tall.
There’s room for more I recall.
Look up. Walk tall.
There’s hope still for us all.

So take my hand
We’re off to better plans.
Lend me your ears
For here’s a toast to better years.
And all your fears
Will never feel so real.
And all that you know will be wrong.
But one thing still remains after all is gone.

The race is far from the beginning
And we’re not much closer to the end.
Our wrinkles model joy and grieving.
But miracles keep growing out from underneath our feet.

Look up. Walk tall.
There’s room for more I recall.
Look up. Walk tall.
There’s hope still for us all.

So take my hand.
We’re off to better plans.
Lend me your ears
For here’s a toast to better years.
All you hold dear
You’ll watch them disappear.
But you knew that all along.
You’d be a fool to think we were the only one that was strong.

Look at those gathered today, they’re the ones that surround ya.
They all hope and they pray today that trouble neglects to find ya.
Angels sent from up above, to love and remind ya
Do not let this get away. What is your anchor?

What is your anchor?
I choose to believe.
I choose to believe.
The echoes still call you.

So take my hand.
We’re off to better plans.
Lend me your ears
For here’s a toast to better years.
And all your tears
You have trained to persevere
May you live as long as you want.
And never want as long as you live just live.
Just live.