This Road This road, which takes me from my home, Will stretch me far beyond my will, With an ever pounding tire thrum. Further still, further still. This road, this ever-reaching sea I sail, pushed by the winds of prosperity. Chasing the elusive long-lived dream Lose what I am to what I�ll be. This road, this path that carries me Surely over, around and through The rivers, towns and countryside, Then returns me quickly home, to you. Douglas Fletcher 06/02/02 |
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