ALONG THE WAY
 

      The things I saw along the way
      Were all that made the day a day.
      I started out with mighty dreams
      I set about my hopes and schemes

      And yet a rose upon a stem
      Had not a thing to do with them.
      I saw some youngsters playing ball.
      That wasn't part of it at all.

      I even heard a bobolink
      Or some such bird as that, I think.
      Although my schemes said not a thing
      About the way a bird can sing.

      And I suspect, in fact I know
      With life itself I'll find it so,
      That when it ends what I'll recall
      Is flowers and friends Not schemes at all.

      I'll find the things that made life's day
      Were little things along the way.

                 
                                ~Douglas Malloch