The Cycle Of Life
I pick up my cycle,
To venture to a land unknown,
I push the pedal to move forward,
All scared and alone.
Half way through,
I see some obstacles.
I try to swerve away,
But hit a few.
I retrieve my cycle,
Buckle up my chin.
My only aim,
For the victor in me to win.
I tread over dangerous parts,
My cycle keeping me safe,
My confidence getting me closer.
But I make no haste,
For to tread the path ahead,
Energy, I must not waste.
I see a huge white gate,
I know it is my destination,
The end to my fate,
The answer to my hard work and patience.
There I look back on my journey,
I could finally understand the meaning,
Of those obstacles,
Simply a motivator,
And the lessons I learnt,
I shall treasure FOREVER.
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The Cycle Of Life