doesn't follow a defined tread
Not on map or atlas yet
Slows you down to a leisure pace
A path some call it
Of no help to clear pursuits
some branches it's developed
they end in what you may call dead ends
the path builds on, as you walk
many a turn and bend you take
a lot of shade a lot of sun
with no assurance of the pace
Care to follow my untarred road?
each turn is new, on offer a view
if you stop to see
on offer a song, if you hum along
Your love for the open road shines through ;)All the best , keep blogging-elina
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