The Trails I Travel Poem by Robert LaCas

The Trails I Travel



Turn after turn
Oh what beauty
Still have much to learn.

Following the paths
Of the one’s that came before
Could they have imagined
What they had in store.

Every little creek
Every little stream
The sparkling waters
Oh what a scene.

The long dusty roads
The cool country air
Is this really real
I am glad I was there.

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