~~~~ Watch This ~~~~ (Travelers Road Song) Poem by Roger Snow

~~~~~~~~~~ Watch This ~~~~~~~~

Been kinda Moving Slow
Ain't like I got all that Far
to go

Up before Dawn
Reasons for moving on

ain't what they used to be

No, I suppose those have gone
More like just Rolling
a little bit too free


Come, roll that wheel away
further you roll
the less reason
for you to stay

Left Home
To Journey a Short Story Long
Been a Decade on my own
and Rolling still

Like a sweet thief of Kisses
whom doesn't realize
every kiss he steals
he leaves one behind

Roadside Sage growing Tall
Covered my Track
no one seen at all
as I slip through the gate
To sleep a night
in an Abandoned Shack

I Wake under Sky every Morn
Never see me slide into
Town
Grows Cold, I'll stay warm
Just the same
when I'm blown down

Someday I'll be riding Home
Either Way

Rolling is fine for now
10 years gone
another 10 may come and go
meanwhile, , ,
I'll be moving slow

L.A. Stay away from me
Had enough of your Misery

Denver, you're on your own

Just outside city limit Sign
Stopped for smiling way too wide

Busted,
Bail was opted out
and on I rolled

~~~~~ Hold still Plastic Pill ~~~~~