THE LONG, LONESOME ROAD

The Long, Lonesome Road

It’s been long and tough

Lonesome and rough

The trail so bleak

Lonely all by myself

Nothing but my faithful friend

The wide open spaces, the spanses

You could see for miles and miles

Some days blissfully peaceful

Other days resentful

The blistering heat

The freezing cold

The north winds do blow

So surely so

Desolated, isolated

That nothing grows

The rivers and streams flow

Wherever they need to go

Our heads tucked low

We have such a way to go

The saddle is hard, we are so tired

We need a break; a homestead is not far ahead

Our reflections reflecting upon the rivers head

Oh don’t we look a pair?

Shattered, matted, fatigued

Let’s get going my friend

© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson

6^th April 2013

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Taken from the book of poems

© Pure Essence Within

© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson