The Lesser Road

The best laid plans of men unravel
while on a lesser road of travel,
     (If plans were made at all)
when by demand of gut and gavel,
dues must be paid to dirt and gravel
     for time spent in their thrall.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Fleming Avatar
August 13, 2025 at 8:49 AM
Love that little dig (if plans were made at all) ...sounds very typical of all men at times. Lol. :) john
Blown Avatar
December 4, 2018 at 4:27 PM
right to the point write...this week will include 12hrs on the bus, instead of driving...and the price...it's boring
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