This Road I Travel.....

 

This road I travel,

is strewn along its length,

with pot holes,

curves,

bends,

hills, 

and slippery patches.

When broken down,

alone,

flat battery,

deflated tyres

and empty tank.

 

Assistance,

help and understanding,

is what I seek.

But known to those

who,

with their ability

and knowledge,

could help me most,

it’s their choice

to pass me by.

 

For in the darkest

of a terrible storm,

the most unlikely person

you know,

appears unexpectedly,

to get you moving forward,

with kindness,

understanding,

agape love,

onwards you move once again.