Having rather been a has-been than a never-was I am grateful to have once believed in Santa Claus
And I look back now with no regrets at all because It all went down according to how it had to be For the pieces of the puzzle to become this me You see today the only me which ever could have been Because of what I do and did what I see and have seen
For better or worse this is life and I am used to it The pieces of the puzzle come together and they fit Just as they are and having come as far as I have now All I can do is move along and muddle through somehow So I will see where I will be when this road ends somewhere
We never know until we go and get from here to there Where we will finally end up but until we arrive
The journey is the destination: on the road ...alive
And the journey never ends, Stevie; at least, not here. Love and peace,
Regis
Reviewed by Ronnee Workman (Reader)
Reviewed on August 5, 2006
This is a truly realistic yet subtly profound reflection on life
as is, has been, and will be...for us...until we do indeed reach
the ultimate destination destined for us. Inbetween, so true it
is that "The journey is the destination:on the road..alive." In
its simplicity of presentation, it is at the same time, a stirring
reminder of how we all basicly struggle, cope, and survive...life's
most uncertain and yet perpetually challenging journey. This is
a keeper worthy of framing. Thanks for sharing this gem Stevie;
you do us proud with your wisdom and yet gracious candor.
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Regis
as is, has been, and will be...for us...until we do indeed reach
the ultimate destination destined for us. Inbetween, so true it
is that "The journey is the destination:on the road..alive." In
its simplicity of presentation, it is at the same time, a stirring
reminder of how we all basicly struggle, cope, and survive...life's
most uncertain and yet perpetually challenging journey. This is
a keeper worthy of framing. Thanks for sharing this gem Stevie;
you do us proud with your wisdom and yet gracious candor.
Ronnee Workman
Love Tinka
we never know until we get there
Until then, let's enjoy the journey and the poem
thanks for sharing
love and peace
Fee
Ron
I like your outlook,
God Bless,
Lew