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Joseph Anderson (3-12-25)
A Pleasing Way To Go
Try it, you may like it.
Last night I sold my motorhome,
Today, the tear drops flowed;
Tomorrow's urge will surely be,
To get on down the road.
No longer can I sit up high
In that roomy Captain's chair;
No longer meet the friendly folk
In campgrounds, here and there.
It was mountains, towns and seashores,
Where we often went to look
And we toured the famous places,
Written in our history book.
Through many years and many rigs
My travels have been vast.
The time has come to hang it up,
Sad, how those years have passed.
If you get caught by wanderlust,
Or pressured by life's load;
Just buy, or rent a motor coach
And get on down the road.
Written as a promo for the R.V. industry.
Published in FAMILY MOTOR COACH, INTERNATIONAL
in 1998
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Lovely rhyming.
I like this one too Joseph. Nothing better for seeing your country, but sad that you had to sell yours.
For many, roaming around in a motor coach or some other vehicle, sight seeing and visiting historical places is a passion and an easy way to drown all blues! I can imagine how you enjoyed similar adventures in your youth! Even I feel sorry over your selling up of the 'motorhome'! ! Excellent poem!
Great write young man :)
Mountains, seashore, historic sites - the anticipation alone makes you want to get yourself an RV and have at it. Beautiful poem. And glad you had the opportunity to publish it in a magazine as a promotion for the RV industry. Way to go! 10.
Joseph, thank you very much for these fine words of wandering wonder! You have certainly hit a nerve within my heart here, as I so hope to hit-the-open-road as soon as I retire, just me, my camper, my wife, an old map (with the old Blue-Highways on it!) , and no-particular-place-to-go! The true backroads of Americana.
Thanks for the inspiration; I needed that!
When I get sick of the sea, gonna get an RV.
Nice promo poem. I'm sold!
Wonderful poem, I now feel the need to be up and away, you really do make the motorhome life sound idyllic,
A joy to read.
Would love to own such a vehicle, just need the cash. Sounds a great way of life. Very good poem.