I walk along this road
I walk along this road called “Life”
Pausing, I glance just beyond my shoulder
Slowly, I turn around
The soft outline of my past undulates before me
Coming into sharper view as I blink away the tears
Flecks of gold are scattered among the potholes lining the street
Reminiscing my childhood, I turn my cheek
A new day has begun to break on the horizon
And with it, brings light to the untouched path before me
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