David Harris - Hurdles

With every mountain, that we climb
there is another not far behind.
With every joy that we have
sadness somewhere will raise its head.
With everything that is good
there is always an element of bad.
So life drives us onwards
with more hurdles in the way
and as we over come them
more are always put in the way.
Like little tests, we have to do
to see our life through.

12 November 2008

David Harris

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