Each Step

Posted by Brad Osborne on December 31, 2020 · 10 Comments 

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His clothes carry the dust of a thousand years

As his walking stick taps out syncopated time

The old man peers down the road yet ahead

And in the distance, the hills for him to climb

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The start of his journey, now so hard to recall

But the memories in millions made wandering

Are echoed footfalls of steps in Kodachrome

And direction of each he is left pondering

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For with each step, he surely chose his way

Made choices that would bear forever fruit

He wonders what man he would have been

If better choices had born a different route

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He knows there is less road that lies ahead

Than the well-traveled miles that lie behind

But every step to where his life has led

Such a wonderous moment enshrined

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And though old bones do bid their pause

The journey not completed, just yet

He lifts his heavy pack and pushes on

Eternally grateful for each and every step

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