A warm sunny day
A long winding path
A song on my lips
A bag on my back
I tread on… alone
Where to? What for?
For the journey has no end
No purpose, no goal…
The path is the destination
And the destination is the path
And so I tread on… and on… and…
As I walk along the twists and turns
I unearth, I explore, I ponder
Each moment a learning
Every lesson a blessing
Which in my bag I gather.
At the end of the day
I say a little prayer
For those who care
And touch my life in their own special way.
God bless!!
As the sun shines down on the wood
I gather my memoirs
And wrap them with as much love as I could
The path is the destination
And the destination is the path
And so I tread on… and on… and… ALONE.
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1 comment:
Very good poem!!!
BTW, the person referred in the poem - is it you?
You should add this poem to your Poetry book...
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