The Open Road

The Open Road

A souring silk rope
of golden opportunity
Laced in chance
and a sparkling dance
The sunshine high
in optimism and secret
Meetings and Dreams
Stitching strangers into
Friends and questions
Into Wisdom of
Folding fate and curiosity
Bubbling passion into
stories by the crackling fire
a damp and dirty bar
or a creaking train track

Time wizzes by, but the memories are unforgettable.

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