light breaks through the trees,
causing shadows to fall
on the path that he sees..
It’s a path he once built
upon hopes and a dream,
for a journey that should
give much to be gleaned..
Sure footing below
was the builder’s desire
to carry each traveller
over mud and the mire..
This path was to hold
and care for the traveller,
not trampled by some
negligent vand’lizer
The dream is now broken
this path no more holds
the hope for a journey
where steps would be bold
Broken Paths ...
the pain and joy of our journey
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