Stroll by ChrisAngela

In the beginning, a gentle breeze,
As I took my first steps, so naive.
With wonder in my eyes, I started to explore,
Embarking on a journey, like never before.

Oh, this is my stroll, through life I go,
Every step I take, every high and low.
Through laughter and tears, through joy and strife,
I'll walk this path, until the end of my life.

With each passing day, I find solace and peace,
Knowing that my journey will someday cease.
But until that moment, I'll savor each mile,
And leave behind footprints, with love and a smile.

So, let me wander, let me roam,
Through this grand tapestry I call my own.
For I am a traveler, on a never-ending quest,
To make every step count, until my final rest.