The End Of A Long Road
We travelled the corrugations until the end
Twenty four years of twists, turns and a bumpy ride,
In between bouts of smooth bitumen and happy meanderings,
I often wonder which of us had control of the wheel,
But I don’t think either of us did at any given time,
Not on the night we first met,
Not while we traversed the best of our adventures,
And certainly not when we came to the end of the road.
It was, without doubt, the best ride of my life,
With so many memories that’ll wander with me into old age,
I still feel our best times,
Cry over our worst times,
But I have never regretted the love my heart holds for you.
However, there’s no such thing as forever,
Not even on my most favourite road trip,
The open road still calls but has asked us to take different tracks,
I can only hope that the opposite directions we travel are smooth,
Paved with the wonder, love and happiness we’ll no longer experience together.
