We’ve been tiptoeing through walks of life

Dragging lessons of past years to the next

Hoping they serve in the arena of wisdom

Like a wild rose wishing it blossom one day

 

Young still although not wild. Preference.

On chase of goods overlooking greatness

Seed sawing luck in all fields of sourcing

Leave nothing to chance, but gracefulness

 

We forged masks shielding from the world

Loving the only way we know how, secretly

Valuing solitude as a state of being selves

Found love we sailed searching was within

 

It’s been 29 miles of riding waves. Falls & rises

We have danced, ate, drank and broke sweat

We shared journey with many on 1 man path

Looking forward and grateful we’re here today