The Traveler
I took a journey down a dark road,
And now I’m a traveler, exhausted.
My heart, was unable to carry the load,
And I nearly lost it!
I was a traveler looking for an answer
But all I found was heartache.
I watched as Mother battled cancer
And that was almost too much to take!
I became lost a time or two,
And found an old familiar trail.
I had to escape the memory of you,
For I felt I was living in hell!
My travels took me to some dark places,
And some people thought I would not survive.
I’ve come to read expressions on faces,
So, why be surprised that I’m still alive?!
My journey often made me weary,
But I still continued to roam.
I maintained my spirituality,
And soon traveled back home.
I’ve learned a lot about myself
And I learned so much of others.
Love is more valuable than wealth
And priceless is a hug from a mother!
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