Opportunity
. . . is everywhere,
an eternal, yet distant land.
Stretching to the highest peaks,
along the way to beach sand.
It's home to the mansion
and mole-hill, in addition to the man-cave.
With residents enjoying knighthood,
while they patiently await the next knave.
With many routes to travel,
the journey is both near and far.
Since it's not about the mileage,
or if you even own a car.
It's more about one's vision,
and their desire to achieve.
Climbing rungs upon a ladder,
over hardships they relieve.
The paths that are undertaken,
may not always be the easiest ones.
As they can often present some danger,
though seldom require any guns.
So when they hear that door a knockin',
it's important to answer it quick.
Because it won't go on forever,
and empty hands can make you sick.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2023
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