A road full of
twisties,
My life has always been.
Some turns I rushed through,
Some I stopped to gaze.
As the ascent started,
Some descents I myself did create.
This road full of twisties,
My life it is made.
The sorrows,
looming large
A fleeting momentary joy,
The scenes always changing,
Their stranglehold on me,
The road full of twisties,
My life does take.
When the journey
ends,
Man nor beast can say.
This road full of twisties,
I do try to circumnavigate.
The lessons
waiting to be learnt,
Some I'd love to forget.
But this road full of twisties.
Dear Lord it has somewhere got to end.
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