Life

Stumbling along the road of life,
exploring new paths,yearning for those
long lost in the mists of time,
searching for a place called fame

Callused soles,tired feet,
scorching glare of the ego's Sun,
but still charting the paths ahead,
searching for a plane called success

Never stopping,never looking,
searching for a place called wealth.
A broken sign on the road reads
'Did you see the flowers on the roadside?'

~Anonymous~