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The Golden Stairs (poem)

Updated on May 29, 2015

Before him life had spread its golden stairs

A young man with the whole world on his side

Success rewarded each small thing he tried

So in this pride their calling he repairs


He climbed to meet their challenges with ease

As dreams he cast would carpet steps he tread

And she was there to light the way ahead

His memories what pinnacles would seize


But with his age the stairs began to change

The gold had lost its luster off somewhere

His luck was leaving holes for harsh despair

He didn’t know this person now so strange


And here his pain and time would steal his smile

With so much past and vast unknown to go

From hidden goal uncertainties now flow

He thought it best to sit down for awhile


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      Shauna L Bowling 23 months ago from Central Florida

      He chose a beautiful, peaceful spot to sit down for a while. Very reflective piece, Martin.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 23 months ago from The Caribbean

      Life isn't always smooth. The time comes to rest and reset; those who realize that are wise. Good message!

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      The Examiner-1 22 months ago

      At least he had someone to light his way up the stairs. Either life's paths can be direct and bright or winding and dark. This was lovely Martin, I voted up, shared and pinned it.


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      Victor W. Kwok 22 months ago from Hawaii

      Truly wonderful, Martin!

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