Some said his life was but static

Without much brilliant colorful fabric

Same ol’ same ol’ day in and out

As he determinedly gazed about

He found no fault with all that he saw

Nothing was wrong, he saw no flaw

To indicate he was stuck in a rut

His life was solid and very clear cut

Steady and stable felt so good

Rocking the boat unsettling could

Dislodge well-laid plans so steady

His goals for the future fixed ‘n ready

To lead him forward to what he sought

Steps, one followed the other hard fought




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