11 - The Road Poem by nicola burkett
11 - The Road
I've been travelling down this road for years,
Along the way so many smiles, so many tears.
Don't know where it goes or where it ends,
Along the way I’ve left behind family and friends.
The road I follow has many unsuspected twists and turns,
As the heat blisters the soles on my feet as the tarmac burns.
The road I travel upon leads me to where I’m heading,
To that final resting place, where I’ll lay my bedding.
The road is a place that shows where I’ve been,
It holds the memories of the pain and pleasure I’ve seen.
My road not made of yellow brick but chrome,
Is a road that will always lead me home?
Truly said and nice to have such a road. Tears and pain are many times worthwhile experiences along a road worth travelling. I can understand the unexpected twists and turns of such a road as yours. Hopefully, my road will lead home like yours.
As does this, the home being the heart, it can see past the pains and the toils of the moment, leading to pastures new, afresh, this is a beautiful and honest piece of poetry I enjoyed this very much Love duncan X
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4/24/2024 4:31:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Nicola, This piece is so warming..along distance traveled to find security..no better place than in your heart....Your struggle to reach there, tears of sorrow the pain of reaching your goal...lovely poem Thanks for sharing your lovely expression Best wishes Jon