A Winding Road - Poem by Juan Olivarez
The road is so long,
With innumerable pratfalls.
Bumps, and pothole, and rocks to stumble on.
There are highs and lows,
As you travel the road.
And it winds in many different ways.
So much sorrow so much pain,
And the good times are few,
And far between.
Sometimes you wonder,
If it is worth traveling at all.
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