Insightful Perspective

MARSocial Author Business Enhancement Inspirations

A long journey we take when thrust upon us
A duty calls like Herb Albert’s trumpet
We might walk, ride a bus or even jet
However we do it we just get

Over the mountains we might see a herd Over the mountains we might see a herd

In the skies we watch flocks of bird In the skies we watch flocks of bird

There might be some pit falls or pothole

We could travel through a dust bowl We could travel through a dust bowl

Life is a box full of duties
Some warm our hearts, some gripe our booties
With tongue in cheek we take it all in
And at the trumpet’s blast we begin again

Just when we know all there is
A new gem out of the clutter has riz
Just when we think we are at the end of our rope
Tied at the end is a chain of hope

Many contemplate what it is to die
We all know not when or why
But the veteran traveler…

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