Steven Robinson

Rookie (07 June 1971 / New Zealand)

The Road Is Clear. - Poem by Steven Robinson

The roads are clear, but you are not near, the sun beams dance across my windscreen.
The air is cold, my nose is red the traffic is monotonous I pass the time, thoughts running through my head.

I listen to the radio, your still asleep, dreaming, resting not wanting to get out of your warm retreat.
I make it to work earlier than usual; a muesli bar is my breakfast. I feel good today; it's a brand new one.

My life is good and well you see, 'cause when Jacqui is at home she looks after me.
You know, time will tell the tale of our lives and how the beach and sand will be intertwined.

Let’s get the things we want and yet be mindful of that which is already here, let’s enjoy the moment, but remember the time is near... the time where will be sunning ourselves and wondering what's the time of year?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011

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