Bill Grace

Goals - Poem by Bill Grace

Goals are great and give a rudder to the ship
That help us go in life from A to B
With A to B I have no quarrel
For travel often carries education.

But A to B is oft girded by hope of B to C
And C to D on on to Z
Alpha to Omega our lives simply do not go
From psyche this false hope far better that we throw.
And if rich enough in faith to substitute a question - simply ask,
'Do I enjoy the struggle of going A to B? '
Leaving C to the worry of another.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006

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