The Little 

The smallest amount of time

Of distance 

From start to finish

From beginning to end

Fathering mile

To resting place

Over 3,000 miles on the earths face

We begin with a push

Knowing full well the end lies 

Far far ahead

But we push on

For me

Through poems and songs

From sea to shining sea 

From pale white to vivid blue

We see our journeys through

From the boroughs of the city

To the far west LA

Eternal summer fitting

A journey that teaches us to open

Rather than close

To grow

In what you learn

And what you know 

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