A trip to no where that we know.
Paths with forks along the road
Where each day yields new surprises
And has stories yet untold
With a gasp in time we enter
A world waiting to unfold
We find ourselves just living
With luck until were old
Like many birds of feather
Flying overhead we see
Together flights go easier
And seemingly so free
A sudden turn along the way
Can take us off our course
Depending on our gift of fate
Some suffer some remorse
Our spirit is but a part
The breath we take each day
Essential to our dreams
And struggles some might say
But alas it matters less
What fortunes come our way
A taste of life thats good
Best journey most will say