So Close


How close did you come?

Right to the edge?


Do you feel like you're standing,

On a thin ledge?


Have you ever run headlong,

Into your fate?


Have you ever run headlong,

Before it's too late?


Is your fate left standing on the edge?

Is life so important you had to hedge?


Is it hanging on a razor's edge?

Or just left standing on the ledge?


You won't come close if you don't take a chance,

So take a risk and join the dance. 


You'll never know how close you've come,

Until you are the one looking back. 


Left standing out in front, alone. 

The leader of the pack.


Copyright 2002 @ Ronald W. Hull



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