I wouldn’t like it any other way But my way is not always the chosen one So many time in retrospect It should have been the one that was done So many times a slippery slope Too bad once the sliding starts It is a long hike back to the top of the mountain Alone, too, because the company parts That’s why I say I like it my way Not that I am always error free But mostly I know the right path It seems at times to beckon me Intuition plays a big part Native instincts rise in my mind I do not carelessly jump the gun I know the easiest is a tough grind There are conflicts; sudden surprises The flow of the river has changes However the goal is worth going for We never say it is out of our ranges Day to night; the sunset and moon rise Life even with stress can be delightful At dawn we are ready to resume our trial Thankful that we were so insightful Magical ways; mysterious results Episodes of life continue coming So delightful to race head on Keeping our pace to the drumming Life is over sooner than imaginable Looking back what will be your call Mine would be I don’t mind failing But I’m always on a mountain when I fall Stanski May 16, 2020 ^
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Steve Haarman 