Long have I traveled and far have I come. I have stopped to help many a wayward soul. In life's storms and through tragedy I have kept up the good fight I have given of myself all that could be ask and perhaps a little more. Now as I grow weary, I look for a place to rest and seek to find my way home. I have carried my banner and stayed the course, now I long for rest. To again know the warmth of a fire and the blessings of friends around me. Through one last night and over one more hill, I will finally come to the journeys end.