Poetry

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Life is like walking on a country road--
Just around the bend you may find
Something new and unexpected,
Some perfect meadow
Or a splendid old farmhouse.
You never know
Until you put your feet on the road
And go where it leads you,
Take what comes.
THere are ruts in this road, and stones,
And hard hills to climb,
But, always the view is changing,
Beckoning you on to something more.
There's a thirstiness in your eyes
And a hunger in your heart--
To see, to do, to know
Something more than what is past.
You wouldn't turn around and go back,
No, not even if the road got weary
And seemed to double back on itself,
Not even in the rain or storm.
Something awaits ahead,
And you don't know what it is,
But it's here you haven't been.
And you know you have the strength--
You can always find shelter
To wait out an unpleasant day,
And anyway, you don't have the heart
To retrace your steps,
To admit defeat.
You are a veteran country road walker.
You have the nicks and bruises
From cutting through thickets
To investigate something interesting
Alongside. You don't notice the scars--
You'd laugh if anyone pointed them out,
Because there's something good coming up,
You just know it--just around the bend.

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