Come and Gone

Once and never again Once and to the end Come and gone... When my feet traveled on Down a newfound road Carrying me along Hitching and hiking The busy highways Rushing and fast paced Straight and narrow With nothing to see It was more about The destination then And not the journey Those seem to be The longest roads, too And the ones I wanted to spend The least time on It was the backroads The winding, country roads That were far too short Where I lingered the longest And those roads were rough ones With steep hills and tight curves Neither could you see around The abundance of nature Blocked your view But it gave you Something of beauty To look at on the way So much so that you Didn't mind the journey Once and never again Once and to the end Come and gone... Changing like the seasons Moving on in time Leading to new decades Leading to new roads And once forgotten paths Not crossed in ages Come and gone...