Old Roads Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Who would guess
the many paths
traveled in a lifetime.
Paths of pain and joy,
opportunities, decisions
all creating new directions
that have taken me to this future;
un-imagined in youthful visions.

The journeys unplanned,
detours unforeseen,
a canvas of color and contrast
that lies behind these eyes
has seen as many storms
as cloudless blue skies.

They are the ancient teachers;
and foundation of my tomorrows.
Old roads
still remembered clearly
held precious now
as old friends;
they have all served me well.

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