What sort of beggars deal
Was this his life for real
Did he bargain hard
For what was just a yard
Of a mile he had to go
Forever his as he walks on slow
So although his journey made
Will be in history's glade
He would stride on in time
Wanting life to be sublime
But take it for what it is
Yours alone to struggle with.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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