not just any road will do
the one closest to you,
lined with evergreens
covered in snow and on
the ground just barely...
it is the road most familiar
the road of dirt and mud
when it rains - walking
along the sides where
the grass grows tall in summer
not at all in the fall...
the road on which you walked
to the lake many times
with you pals carrying polls
and coffee cans of worms...
it is the road your parents warned
you about being on after dark,
and the road that was always
the short way home after school;
it is the road paved over now
that leads to a grocery store,
gasoline pumps and burger joints,
the road no longer in the minds
of children and their youth.
February 18, 2025
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