The Road Got Easier

As a wanderer, I traveled the world outside my home

walking the road to it’s end.

At first the road was hard and lonely until I found a friend.

I sat with him while the embers burned and warmed my soul

within the homely abode.

Prepared again for the world outside, I took the wayward road

Yet when the sun sank down and cold set in, the way had been lost.

So on a stone I sat and thought

How once I shared the shelter but currently did not

In that moment of true despair, I finally made my peace.

Finding an abode in my own,

I remembered my friend, I remembered my home.

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