I traveled with Pleasure who chatted the whole time.
I traveled with Pain who was as silent as a mime.
I traveled with Sadness who whispered despair night and day.
I traveled with Contentment, his presence sporadic along the way.
I traveled with Freedom and paid its price.
I traveled in Chains, walking on thin ice.
I traveled at Dusk, my eyes heavy, my throat hot and dry.
I traveled at Dawn, the sun reclaiming the sky.
I have walked with all these before you came into my life.
I felt every ach and every ounce of strife.
Now I walk the same, but not alone.
Now, with a soft hand in mine, I skip into the unknown.