Roads We Travel Poem by Marilyn Lott

There are many roads we travel
And probably most we leave behind
We continue to walk ahead of us
New fresh roads we want to find.

And sometimes we wonder
If we took the best road we could
If we could erase them and start over
We often think perhaps we would.

Some roads we travel often though
Off and on throughout the years
They get worn and sad and weary
And we shed so many tears.

But we try to put them behind us
And trudge bravely on ahead
Trying very hard to not look back
But find great new roads instead.

So no matter where we've been
As our lives we continue to unravel
We all just try to do our best
With the many roads we travel!