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End of The Trail

Updated: Nov 25, 2020

Life is a long, long journey; A challenge in so many ways. For all the great joy of being alive,  There are bound to be difficult days.  We dream of a little green valley  Where rippling crops never fail,  And the love of a beautiful lady,  When we rest at the end of the trail.

Just think of that youthful indulgence,  When we wasted our lives in a rut,  But how can a person gain wisdom  Without a few kicks in the gut? Dear friends, please forgive all my failings;  Just let the fond memories prevail,  For I want you beside me forever,  When we rest at the end of the trail.

©Keith Lethbridge July 11 2004

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