August 5, 2004

• The Road

  
  

   

  
  

  
  

  
  
  
  
  

  The road is long and varied The road is hard and true Signs tell a lot of stories Whisper mysteries it seems   There are people at the crossroads Each on a different path And as we pass each other We exchange brief memories   You joined me for a little while I though we shared a destiny You told me of the things you’ve seen What you hoped for from the miles   I shared highlights of my dusty path And hoped you’d come along But you slipped away from me one day Had no choice but carry on   The road has many view points I’ll take a piece of each along Each mile a little lesson To ponder on the turns   Intersections, interchanges At which a choice was made Changed my way for evermore And cannot be undone   I see things and peoples faces Reminding me of you And even pause to wonder What’s your scenic over view   Do you ever look behind As I’m prone to do We might have gone another way We each had a choice that day

  The road, it is a blessing And sometimes it’s a curse How I choose to see the road Is a shimmering perspective   All the things it has revealed The challenges I’ve faced Have shown me but one thing that’s real Each road’s a destiny   May stars light up your path at night May sun light warm your days May your eager footsteps Bring you quickly to your dreams   This road is mine to travel My regrets are mine to bear Signs point to brighter futures Fleeting, wispy possibilities

  
  

   

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