The Open Road
Beckons those
In search of freedom
This thing
Has been lost from our lives
Yet
We forget that something lost
Only waits to be found
Again
It is those on the open road
That stand the chance of being reacquainted with
This thing
They once knew so well
Like an old friend
After years and years
Still
Holds the door open
Eagerly
Patiently
Kindly
Awaiting your arrival
With the love of all the stars
~ The Open Road ~