The Road

The Road

The Road

I do not think it sordid
I am not feeling morbid
Since I started this new course
On the road they call divorce

I do not feel lonely
I do not feel bored
It can be quite easy
To play just one chord

At times, I involve
In chores to evolve
Or even dissolve
The problems resolve
Because the world revolves

Yet, becoming quite exhausted,
I refrain from being tired
An overhaul is done
When my wheels have been spun
I just rotate them fine
And keep my brakes aligned

And when a tune-up must be done,
I do it all for fun
Since repairs must always be made
To my life, I am a slave

But repetition makes progress
And I’ll always be the best
At accepting come what may
While my work becomes my play!

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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