We all start out on the same path in life.
But that path soon splits off into different paths.
Some are bumpier than others,
Some may have holes,
Some may have gaps where things are missing.
Which ever path your on, it's never easy.
You will always stumble and fall at some point through the journy.
But when it come down to it, it doesn't matter what path you take.
We all meet at the same finish line in the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem