Along The Way

A poem about a path that I have just read on here reminded me of one of the first things I ever wrote----I hope you like it.

Along The Way

“I am heavy, I am tired,” said the old man to the child.
“My life is drawing to an end.
It is not what I have done to life that has brought me here today, but what life has done to me along the way.

I was strong, I was fierce, I took no-one to my side, simply brushing them aside with no need for them.
Now I find that I’m alone, but don’t pity nor disown those memories that I’ve sown, along the way.

My path was never straight, sometimes narrow, sometimes wide but along it I did stride to find you here.
Now stand you tall, never cry, have no tear in an eye as you hear what I have done along my way.

I have reached that final bend, the one that leads me to my end, and now I leave you here to make your own way through this life.
Tread your path with care, and always be aware that there is no such thing in life, as a mistake.”



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