Life's Journey
Journey fourth I know not where,
perhaps I'll know when I get there.
From purple mountains to shining sea,
this ribbon of highway beckons me,
young and wild and feelin' free.
There's boundless beauty to adore,
but now I see the distant shore.
I journey now within my soul,
mysteries of life I'd like to know,
old and tired and movin' slow.
Copyright © Bill Connell | Year Posted 2022
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