This Maze Called Life
As we stroll through this maze called life
We'll pass by the hails of sorrow and strife
The long and winding road that we pass by
Will make our souls saddened and our hearts cry
Tawny trails and rusty roads, we'll venture
On this journey that we call adventure
We'll walk by the paths, odd and uncertain
With faith in our hearts as our own captain
On yellow wood riddled with thorns and snares
Menace will challenge the depth of our stares
Across rogue rivers and misty mountains
We'll dare the ensnares of looming fountains
We'll ride against devil on way to salvation
With gusts of wind ahead of our destination
We'll challenge the blow of winter and fall
Through this maze called life, as we stroll
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Copyright © Roger Roger | Year Posted 2023
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