Byways

Byways We traveled byways of laughter, fain and giddy at the start, but harder roads came after that wore sorely on her heart. There are paved paths of glory that lead to elation's glen; the taking of love's quarry, ledgered by the poet's pen. There are roads one misses and roads fate will deny; saying farewell with kisses, taking love, then one's bye. We shunned byways of sadness, now those wistful roads diverge. We lost our pursuit of gladness on divided roads, never to merge.