Old Road

old road, poetry, steven humphreys, life

follow

that old road

to where it

leads your

fanciful

wayfaring

when we

turn

its curve

we learn

we live

wryly

and

sprite

it owns

no

joy

there is plenty

left

within

long settled

dust

of

shoes

and

tires

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