Just a few more miles to go;

and I’ll be home. 

Sometimes the road is rough

and your heels begin to burn,

you look into the distance

and you see the old Milestone. 

Your feet dragging in slow motion

and the sand is in your shoes; 

take heart!  Look up the road,

you’re almost home.  

I see the finish line,

the place for me to cross;

the end is near the radiance clear

and I am almost home.