Poetry

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The road stretched far ahead of me
And my load was taking its toll.
Step by step I ventured on
As fatigue spread through my soul.

I tried to hurry and move along,
But my load weighed many pounds.
Soon I knew I must toss away
The baggage that pulled me down.

One by one, I threw them off
And as they fell aside,
I felt lighter with each step I took.
There was a purpose to my stride.

The first to go was the anger
That really bogged me down.
It made me tense and bitter
And I often wore a frown.

Then I shed my pain and fear
And as they slipped away,
I felt my heart grow lighter
As I continued on my way.

Discouragement was the next to go,
Thumping on the ground.
I felt inspired to "go for it" -
What a joyful, happy sound!

It seemed that I'd been given wings
As I began to run.
Faster, faster, soaring high,
I reached for the warmth of the "Son".

Peggy Yengling

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