Stepping Stones by Raymond A. Foss
Moments, choices, paths taken And not taken For a purpose, a reason In their own season To learn, to grow Do we know When we choose What we have to lose Repeating themes Or so it seems Throughout our day Come what may Or is it better to have charted and mapped As some of us as apt To see the end So as not to pretend For our course is ours to see Before we reach eternity
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