Final Goal

Final Goal

In every man's mind there is a thought.
To change life for another he's sought.
Perhaps the goal he expected to attain.
Has passed him by like the falling rain.


Should he be happy with all he is given?
And not search for a better way of living?
The fast pace of life in the crowded city.
He'll seek open spaces of the country.


So for all of his life he has worked hard.
He wants to sit back after he has retired.
Maybe he will build a cabin In the hills.
Live with Mother Nature away from bills.


Go for a walk by the mountain stream.
That flows in the valley with his dream.
Smell roses that are growing on the hill.
Go look in trees and see of natures fill.


Beauty all around wherever you look.
As the animals play at the little brook.
A scene only God could have given.
To comprehend beauty for the living.

BY: Kings