Highways That I Knew

For 30 years I drove to work, On highways that I knew. The early morning traffic Was so light I almost flew. I recognized the landmarks That I passed each time I went, A smooth commute to where I taught My singular intent. In the years since I retired, I’d no need to take that route ‘Til today, when GPS said That’s the way to go, no doubt. So, to meet some friends we traveled On the roads we were assigned, Which were different from the old familiar Ones I had in mind. Change is bound to be expected; Nothing simple gets to last. Even roads and their surroundings Differ from those in the past.