Many Roads
I was on the road to somewhere its name I
did not know, youth and innocence filled
my veins and my heart was all aglow. The
roads were full of signposts and crossroads
at every turn, on time I dined so easily with
little or no concern. Upon the road I met a
man we talked I shared his load, his voice
was full of wisdom and a heart that ever
flowed. We came to a crossroads with no
names upon the post, I asked him which
way to go, he said I cannot tell you let your
star be your host. There are many paths you
must take if life you are learn, sad and joy
will walk hand in hand and memories will
have their turn. To the heavens I gazed and
found that guiding star, burning bright it
pulled me, to lands anew and far. It took me
to a place called war where many a night I
cried, I came back a different man because
of those that died. Another road and a town
called Peace, there my heart surrendered
and all the pain would cease. I settled in a
house by the name of love, with my maiden
sweet and fair, and every night I kissed the
cheek under the stars above. In the garden
the children will play, the sun and moon to
bless them, and help them on their way. On
the porch I sit and while, of that traveller
long ago, if to cross my gate, my thanks
would surely show.
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