Paul Schneiter Poet Rhyme

Lonely Road

There is a pathway called Lonely Road
That every mortal in solemnity walks.
Its ruts are deep from life’s grated load,
And tales of woe echo there as if a pox.

You have walked it in hours of despair
And so have I, world-wearied in extreme.
As we walk we litter it with every care,
Our pain and hurt sickening the scene.

We have faults that foreclose expression
To some who want to think we’re saintly. 
Thus the Lonely Road affords confession
To ourselves and He who loves us greatly.

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Liam Mcdaid February 6, 2015 at 6:16 PM oh i know this road so well excellent pen deep touching paul bless you Paul Schneiter February 7, 2015 at 6:14 AM Thank you, Liam, for the kind words. Thank you as well for the blessing; it means a lot to me.