Saturday, April 12, 2014

Road 64


School bus tells the graveyard,
I see the country roads.

Graveyard shows the windows
newly opened ground.

Farm folk shade their eyes,
lay their burden down.

The bus gears moan,
round and round and round.



2 comments:

Jan said...

Life and death,
young and old.
So goes the circle of life
round and round~

I love your words, William, and I usually read them over and over again.

William Michaelian said...

Bless us both, Jan, there is no better fate than to be in the care of friends.