Final Goal

Final Goal

In every man's mind there is a thought.
To change life for another he's sought.
Perhaps the goal he expected to attain.
Has passed him by like the falling rain.


Should he be happy with all he is given?
And not search for a better way of living?
The fast pace of life in the crowded city.
He'll seek open spaces of the country.


For all of his life he has worked hard.
Wants to sit back after he has retired.
Maybe he will build a cabin In the hills.
Live with Mother Nature away from bills.


Go for a walk beside the little stream.
That flows in the valley is my dream.
Smell flowers on the side of the hill.
Look in trees and see natures thrill.


Beauty around no matter where look.
As the animals play at the little brook.
A scene only God could have given.
To comprehend beauty for the living.

BY: Kings

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