Richard J. Long Poet Rhyme

Side of the Road

I cross myself, as I pass
the cross on the side of the road
What they were doing 
When they departed this world?
Only the closest to them, does know

Perhaps on their way to work
A policemen, postal-worker, teacher, preacher,
nurse, doctor, lawyer, lumber jack, jackhammer operator
bus driver, taxi driver, beautician, politician
retail or grocery store clerk

Was Jennifer traveling to her first date?
Was Ronald going to college success class?
Was Rosalina renewing her immigrant worker pass?
Was James rushing to his son’s game? 
Trying not to be late?

I cross myself, as I pass 
the cross on the side of the road
Does it really matter, the type of road?
Whether country roads, city streets, straight roads, twisting, paved or dirt
To hold a cross it must be stalwart

How is the cross adorned?
With flowers representing life anew
The Patriot’s colors of red, white and blue
An athlete’s dangling running shoes
Is it painted with a name of fame or just ordinary and plain?

I cross myself, as I pass 
The cross on the side of the road
Recognizing the soul
Departed to its final abode

By: Richard J Long, May 2013.

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