We May Miss

In life, we travel many roads,
some with a point of no return.
We seek to find our dreams
stashed away in a cul-de-sac,
and if we hurry pass
we miss them along the way.

We must take our time
with every road we travel,
take in all that is there,
because if we don’t
we may miss
the greatest treasure there.

10 April 2008

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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