The Journey Poem by Rusty Ed Gibson

The way things work in this crazy world
don’t always make sense to boys and girls
What helps us make it through this race
are the ones that guide us from place to place

From infant to child we are not alone
we are loved and cared for and given a home
Sometimes things don’t go just as planned
but we still have a Mom and a Dad (whose the Man)

We are helped along from child to teenager
always loved and protected from danger
Allowed to mess up and start again
taken carefully from a boy to a man