#WritcoPoemChallenge
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend
laughing like psychopaths
every day in every way
we find what we need
sometimes hearts and minds go astray
without loves wings
we crash hard upon our knees
this journeys end is a true blessing
imperfect in a perfect light
no regrets or many second guessing
there were wrongs within some rights





© StephenPuls1970