We walk a long road.
A road we must follow.
No one can alter it but us.
We can move forward or back.
We can move fast or slow.
The choice is up to us.
A LONG ROAD
We walk a long road.
A road we must follow.
No one can alter it but us.
We can move forward or back.
We can move fast or slow.
The choice is up to us.
Dreaming... 
Thank you for sharing my post. I found the picture and I had to write about it. I wasn’t even going to post it. I was afraid of being too corny. But thanks to you, people will now see it. Susanne
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It’s “pulling” picture. I’m drawn to it and feel like walking across that bridge.With very little effort I can hear my heels on the wood. and feel the moist air.
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