The Road Poem by T J Morgan

I see the road, out there in front
twisting and snaking out of sight
I hear the distant footsteps, smell spring on the air
meandering forward, friends join with me
ever forward
the light is bright, senses awake
satisfaction growing, tis a happy journey
desires fulfilled and disappointments overcome
strengths revealed and weaknesses banished
I can do this, for I have no choice
this journey, this adventure called life.