Just Walking That Lonely Road
He walks the loneliest road
Where he's from is buried in snow
Where he's going, it's long ago
Just walking that lonely road
Life didn't start out that way
Married his best girl on a sunny day
Never knew how love could betray
Walking the loneliest road
Slammed the screen door, up and left town
On a plastered face, his mustachioed frown
He'd been high up -- he'd come all the way down
Just walking that lonely road
The years went by, lines creased his face
His back bent from hard labor's disgrace
No longer could he keep up the pace
Walking the loneliest road
One day they found him, not far from the road
His body stiff from alcohol's load
A stubborn man's death, not hard to decode
Just walking that lonely road
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment