King of the Road
The road least traveled sometimes seems hard
I’m almost there! As the junction nears.
A husband, father and grandfather too.
A road full of adventure and sometimes fears.
A glance over the shoulder, looking where I’ve been.
Sunny hillsides, green meadows and dark valleys a few.
Tripping over life’s rocks, sometimes the road occludes.
Been carried by friends and touched by mercy’s dew.
A patriarch of my family, the king of my realm.
A despot! Benevolent, shamefully malevolence thrived.
With each pilgrim step more lessons are learned,
The sculptures incessant chisel on me he will not skive.
The journey lingers, soon only two will traverse,
Children stop by the wayside, their own way to make.
Husband and wife, her hand enfolded in mine.
The sun will soon be setting, let’s see where the road will take.
Copyright © Old Man Emu | Year Posted 2017
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