On the trail, horseshoed around the island
Like a gift to open only midway
To celebrate the milepost of half-done
The other half is always easier
From heated battles waged and lessons learned
A greater strength from failures can be gained
Each step chosen means something lost or something gained
Knowing the trail leads around the island
Whether fast or slow, the trail I have learned
Who knows at what point to name it midway?
The going is tough, but the tough gets easier
This is how I can know I'm halfway done
The other quiet half is left undone—
A breath taken to glory in the gain
They say it's all downhill and easier
But doubts jut out like rocks on the island
Many end the journey at the midway
Grit may fail and faith in the trail not learnedMore of the poem can be found here.
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