The Road In Life Poem by Gerry Legister

I went down to Hythe
And sat down in my room,
Tried to think about how I'd survive,
And my heart jump into a gloom,
At first, I thought I had died
Feeling old, being so cold.
Instead, I stood there and cried,
Looking back over on life's road.
Although you may not hear me cry,
Since I am still here living
But someday I will depart and die.
Then you will understand why,
The tears shed on life's road,
Were the miseries of mine to dry?