As you arrive, I see,
Your face drops, unexpectedly.
What did you really,
Hope to find here ?
Why were you so shocked,
To find nowhere to go ?
Before you came, at this time,
Hope of something spectacular,
Was in your minds eye.
And the reality of arriving,
Sold you a sorry blow.
The journey seemed wasted,
Nowhere more to go...
But have you really seen,
What brought you all here ?
And what was along the road,
The journey, was it clear ?
Lost somewhere the reason,
Just why you came this season...
For I have seen today,
My destination has been met.
Yet I will not be sad,
Nor will you hear me fret.
I travelled and saw,
The journey, as the reason.
The culdesac of life,
Did not commit me treason.!!!
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