The road of life
With its twists and turns.
Is never a smooth journey,
Though we would like to think so.
Every day becomes a journey,
Surprising us with its new adventures.
We marvel at our successes,
And moan about our losses.
Never-the-less we move on.
The sun doesn't set too soon,
As it has to light up our pathway,
Which without it, we would surely fall.
John
Love ya!
Jane