Soft Poem by Roger Snow

Soft



Lullaby ~~~~~~~~>>>>

When the Tower Strikes
half before Past
Time to roll down your sleeves
work is done
and we're free at last

Road's been crying long
for us to drop tools
and come ride
ride this Journey of Song

Bus we drive
been many a year
rolling
and still she rolls
still she's alive

Spend our life rollin'
rollin' ever on

Further
always a Further
in every Sunrise
always loving each others
and all before our eyes.
Further
Riding Wind so strange
feel as though tomorrow
may be Farther away than yesterday, , , ,

~~~ Snack Time >>>~~~~~~>

Soft
Saturday, August 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: song
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