The Cross

We all have one
They come in all sizes
To have one
You must have a soul
Since we all have souls
Then you must have one
The thing we carry
Is a cross
Yes it is what we all have
Now as the story goes
We all have someone
That helps us carry
This cross that we carry
For to share is to care
As life goes on
Our cross may get heavier or lighter
As each case may vary
But none the less
We will carry this cross
To the end of our journey
Until we enter the Gate
Then it will be taken from us
By the One who carried it first
May the Good Lord Bless us all