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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  • sandie on Jun 27, 2009

    interesting poem.

  • hallofwords on Oct 24, 2009

    well written piece

  • emanuele522 on Jan 12, 2010

    nice work

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