There is a time for to hold
and a time for to mold
the direction
that we travel through life
As our paths can be hard
often littered with shards
our journeys
can be filled up with strife
We can be safe with the hold
unto our days of old
never changing
and stagnating within
Or we can go and behold
the adventures of mold
on the new road
we're about to begin
These new roads may bring hazards
and many unknowns
they also bring growth
as we travel new stones
A life without growth
is a terrible thing
when stagnation sets in
no joy it will bring
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