Hopping stone blocks,
dropping, jumping across the same beaten path.
Across is beautiful.
The path is obscured with brush and thorns.
Push through them.
Take your scrapes, wipe the blood away, admire your scars.
You’re not taking the easy ride through life.
You are my heroes.
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