the road I travel is long and winding
every place I pass I glance with longing eyes
my destination too far off in the distance
and I feel like I'm running out of time
my mind keeps asking have I gotten there yet
my heart keeps answering I will some day
I'm journeying along this unending road
sure and unsure of the final destination
A/N: Written in response to a prompt for an "are we there yet" poem at Writer's Digest Poetic Asides blog.
Originally posted on 6/6/16 at http://www.poemsbyarcadiamaria.blogspot.com
Photo "Roadway in the park at Theodore Roosevelt National Park, North Dakota". Courtesy of http://all-free-download.com/free-photos/download/roadway_in_the_park_at_theodore_roosevelt_national_park_north_dakota_593201.html.
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