The Road To Life
The Road Of Life
Sometimes the road of life can be tasking,
Depending on the turns we’ve taken along the way.
The path that seems easiest, straight and paved,
Isn’t always the best direction at the end of the day.
Road signs can be misleading and easily misread,
If we haven’t mapped out the journey first.
Even with the best of intentions,
What starts out good can easily turn worse.
Like a road trip with no final destination,
We keep driving down this road.
Dropping off and picking up,
All kinds of worldly loads.
For a moment, if I could,
I’d like to pull off to the side.
Slow down for a minute,
And enjoy the scenery of the ride.
Reflect on the miles traveled,
Plan for the many still ahead.
Ensure I’d be proud of were I’ve traveled,
When this car’s been put to bed.
The best part of this journey,
Are the passengers that ride along.
Even the back seat drivers,
Add harmony to the song.
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