Worn Stairs Poem by Richard Lackman

Whenever I observe a flight of stairs
With treads worn thin by years of trudging feet
I cannot help but ponder those who dared
To master all life's challenges they'd meet
For climbing stairs is like pursuing life
One bit of destiny at each set time
As if it were apportioned by a knife
Or set in some pentameter of rhyme
Each stair requires careful balance still
And strength of heart if we are to ascend
Each stair requires courage and the will
To bring each stage of life a noble end
Yet all who trudge the stairs of life do see
Rewards that come with striving for their cause
And on the stairs they find serenity
From toiling through life's labors without pause
So like the stairs our lives go up or down
Show majesty or fall to lesser fates
So go trudge up the stairs and find a crown
Or slide down step by step ‘til life abates