Tomorrow's Byways Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cantering down lanes of beauty, saturating my mind with blossoms of apples.
Starting from ends of life and moving forward, trying to keep abreast of every motion in moments of time.
Eternal voices listening to answers as they are questioned.
Byways realizing the standards of perfection as I travel alone, wiping tears from my heart and soul, taking reminders to walk along with me, reminding me how far I've come since tomorrow has begun.