Or, it could be
The road less traveled for you or me
A road that avoids the bitter aspects
That are really not necessary, one suspects.
For on the road less traveled in life's journey
The dusty footsteps of others quickly flee
Swept by the winds of change
As the world suffers birthing pangs
Bringing forth new to replace the old
Without a thought of is it pyrite or is it gold
But as one travels this other road in to the end
One soon finds that there are rewards without end.
For here on this road less traveled are
Others who share the same thoughts about who we are
And where we are going, and at such a pace,
To find minerva's home (is there such a place?)
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Or, it could be The road less traveled for you or me A road that avoids the bitter aspects That are really not necessary, one suspects. For on the road less traveled in life's journey The dusty footsteps of others quickly flee Swept by the winds of change As the world suffers birthing pangs Bringing forth new to replace the old Without a thought of is it pyrite or is it gold But as one travels this other road in to the end One soon finds that there are rewards without end. For here on this road less traveled are Others who share the same thoughts about who we are And where we are going, and at such a pace, To find minerva's home (is there such a place?)