The Road Gets Better
A Poem on Perseverance
The road gets better,
I said
to a younger sibling,
one nearly half my age.
The farther you go north,
the colder it gets
but the better
you learn
to drive through winter.
We both laughed at this,
but I couldn’t have been more serious.
Some things just take time
to learn,
I suppose.
I've laughed like that.
In both senses.
wise words, Jeff.
Sometimes, mother nature throws in some bumps and curves, too, but you handle those differently with experience as well.