Feet hurt
Footsore
Looking down
They aren’t
Just two stumps
Far this Journey
Walking forever
So long
I forgot I
Lost even the Start
Been marching
Just going along
Oft trudging
At times ambling
Ever pushing on
Destination Is
Father Says
Inheritance Saved
Carry On
Encouraging… Mother
Angels walk with
Heaven-sent
Well Done, Son
Guidebooks in hand
Pressing on
Teachers assuring
Reward is The Gift
Of solemn persist
Before spreads
Endless roads
Behind rolls
Struggling streets
Tired dead
Ahead tread
Hopefully
With armies besides
Smiling wide
MH
03.04.2024
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