The winding road goes on
You can see it so long
There are plans you made
Hoping to make the grade
But what are you to do
Except to follow it through
Sometimes it seems too long
As you travel sing a song
In some parts it may be unmapped
But it is only a matter of fact
So just do your best
The road will take care of the rest.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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