The journey of life begins <br />when we are born, <br />and ends when we die, <br />but it is the years in between, <br />that matter the most. <br /> <br />Within those years our character, <br />is born and thrives. <br />The way we live our lives, <br />and the way <br />we web our lies. <br /> <br />The good we do to others, <br />the hurt we all retain, <br />and sacrifices that we make, <br />and the mistakes <br />in which we partake. <br /> <br />The love we give, <br />so freely, <br />expecting nothing in return. <br />The honour of our lives, <br />that so brightly burns. <br /> <br />The wrong roads we walk, <br />but the right roads we choose, <br />the hands we hold out, <br />for helping, <br />so glad they are not refused. <br /> <br />The journey of life <br />is the one we walk, <br />and the choices we all make, <br />each and every day, <br />are there waiting for us on our judgement day.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/journey-of-life/
