Getting Back On Track

My poem is about how life is an obstical coure and how to stay on track.

The whisper of the wind through the leaves on a willow tree

Sounds as if they are talking

Like a magnificent autumn breeze

Makes me feel at one with the world

 For I am the one who's heart beats for peace not of war

And I will live my life with the best intensions

And that justice will be served for those with no responsibility

To find their calling to do right in situations that have put them in a wrong place

That they will point their lives in the right direction

That will keep them moving at a steady pace

Author's Note

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