The path is rugged Destination is unknown Our days are impending There is fear of change There is joy of bravery The rugged path Is filled with beauty We just have to Stop and notice It’s like walking Through a field Sometimes Its cold and muddy Sometimes Its sunny with flowers Far and wide

This is a beautiful piece, Lydia! Welcome to my weekly prompt and I look forward to reading more of your blog. 💖
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Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome, Nina.
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Beautiful.
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