A Crooked Path

March 15, 2012
The path I take
Is but a crooked one
Littered with leaves
Of change

I walk at
a moderate pace
Not to slow
Or to fast

When the trees block
The sun's shining rays
All I can do
Is move ahead

If there is a log
Upon the path
I do not move it
But go over it

When the trail
Comes to an end
The leaves will be gone
And so will I

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