if you’re a soul on the road less trod
people think you’re kind of odd
dancer to the different beat
of distant drums with footloose feet
in faraway places where trails are less traveled
modern trappings have all unraveled
unknown beauty in pristine places
of country folk and simple graces
stallions and canyons and pure fresh air
common sense is common there
days arrive in bright sunrises
and Mother Nature still surprises
we came to where there’s so much less
found plenty more and nonetheless
way out yonder in the wild west
are many ways to feel truly blessed
i wouldn’t change this crooked road
the sights we’ve seen nor the souls we’ve known
though moving around this much in life
is much too often if you ask my wife
we think about all the places we’ve been
a tapestry of time–and now and then
we imagine home–a humble space
to be enjoyed in a beautiful place
with much to ponder and recollect
perhaps there’s time we can reflect
that the best is really yet to be
though all the rest was fine with me
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