Milestones

 

Stone posts stuck in the ground

mark life’s fleeting journey.

From birth to death we are

reminded of our odyssey.

 

Sometimes viewed ahead,

sometimes seen behind.

Some people have many stone,

others have very few.

 

These small stones tell the tales

of our triumphs and tragedies

from toe- stubbers to monumental

boulders that weigh on our shoulders.

 

Some are smooth with

ease, contentment and joy

Others are crevassed and cracked

with guilt, shame and travail.

 

A new stone is etched

at birth with our first cry.

With our final breath an

old stone marks our death.