Though twists and turns our road may take each day,
And crossroads come we dare not plan or pay,
With courage strong our steps we will renew,
Undaunted by what's lost or stopped from view.
For in each bend a hidden gift may dwell,
In barren soils rich blooms may blossom well.
This life holds ever mysteries to unfold,
Nourish faith that silver linings may their gold reveal.
March on bright-eyed to greet what adventures call -
The magic's in our hearts whatever may befall.
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