The Road...

The Road...

 I've walked down this road many times

Memorized every inch of it, as I stepped down its rocky path.

The years flash by, along with the memories

Remembering happy hours, I've walked here

Remembering sad times, I've escaped here

I look back longingly at this road today

Sighing and wondering where all of the time has went

Wiping away a tear to the realization of time passed

Regret fills me, as I wish things could of been so very different

Sadness tears at me as I remember the dreams and hopes I once had

I look at this road here, wondering

How much longer shall I be able to appreciate it

How many more days will my shadow accompany me down it

I bow my head noting how well worn it is

New things catching my eye here and there

And oddly thinking I knew every inch of it so well

There were days that I sat in idle

Not walking or stepping here

No movement or even an attempt

Taking it for granted that I had so much time...

Now I regret....

I silently protest that "I don't want to count the minutes I have here"

Recognize that one day - my walk will be my last

I scream inside that I won't make it that easy

And think back on the day I surrendered my hopes & my dreams

And realized - I already had

My road.... I took you for granted

I was blind to your simple beauty and obvious quality

I took your calm and tranquility for granted

 And hope that I still have time....


D. Jones