itinerary

would that i could start anew
i may have planned things differently
but oh! for the scenery

some roads best shared
with friends so dear
the joyful discoveries made
and even avalanches survived

my scrapbook filled
with lovely memories
to share with one and all

and those kind strangers
who have watered my horses
when they were thirsting
and unable to go on
during that great drought

yes, they've kept me alive
during these hard times

and now I come to this fork unplanned,
this wild territory uncharted

what lies ahead,
how can I know?
I forge on.

this leg of my journey,
i must travel alone

I'll meet you
`round the bend.

--bruised orange