Just as a river must flow from high to low <br />Life’s journey is much the same <br />And tho we grow from small to tall <br />The path is the secret to the game <br />When all is done and wicked wisdom shows <br />True happiness knows not highs or lows <br />For pure joy is merry and just content to be <br />And this is all that time who takes so much <br />But in return would have you know <br />And as a final gift give unto thee<br /><br />Dean Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/water-finds-its-way/
