The trail of life we all encounter.
Hours to days, months then years
Remove the pain, which once were tears
Many places to see, some better than most
When I find the way, I’ll gladly host
To share the pleasure, of eventual rest
We wake with vigor, new found best
Several choices, we all will face
But in the end, my choice is grace
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