VOYAGE

This fleeting journey we called life Is filled with trials and strife Of bumpy trails and winding roads With albatross and heavy loads In every step that we must make We must paint marks on roads we take For, this voyage comes only once We might not get another chance We must chart feats we call our own And make a turn for every stone So that one day we won't regret Even when times seem to forget Our boat is waiting for the ride On waters, both narrow and wide Let our hopes fuel our dreams In this voyage on savage streams 3rd place Voyage, veiled, vagabond poetry contest