I sat silently at the dining table one morning. Country music was playing via Bluetooth to my hearing aids. Alan Jackson “The Older I Get” was playing. This song took me off in deep thought. I began musing through my own life. Through the rights and many wrongs, from Blessings and deep heartaches, a long journey over sixty years.. I asked myself a question. If I had a shot to return the clock to a date or time, would I? The obvious answer would be “With a heartbeat yes”.. But the Poem I wrote carried this thought and question even further. I invite you to read on to view for yourself.
To fill you in completely, This is A lyrical Video of Alan Jackson “The Older I get”. It is the source of my inspiration for this Poem.
This is the best possible image for this Poem. Which works for this Poem and for this topic. All thanks go to AI that provides an image that works for this task. Thus credit goes to AI for the image.
For all the roads we walk, the joys we hold, and the losses that shape us, a quiet journey through time, memory, and grace.
On This Road — A Quiet Journey Home
I walk, waded or waltzed this road,
With wise wish within, no weighty load.
Regrets regularly rouse my muse,
Leaving me low in lingering blues.
I roared or roamed this road of life,
Hesitant, I held and helped through strife.
When dangers danced or darkly dressed,
I grasped and grappled with the test.
For sixty silent, silken years I’ve strode,
Where many wandered, wept, or slowed.
Blew blessing bubbles toward the skies,
For gentler hearts and hopeful eyes.
I mourn the missed, mapped on my heart,
Loved ones who lingered, then did part.
A pure, precious, priceless child so mild,
He stayed but seasons, yet softly smiled.
If Time once tossed and ticking turned,
If lessons lived were fully learned,
This heart would hasten, beat and bend,
To right old wrongs and gently mend.
Oh, hollow hush of haunted air,
Soft-shadowed rooms still resting there.
Where laughter lingered, light once poured,
Now echoes ebb along its chord.
Yet still I walk this weathered road,
With wiser wish and lighter load.
And though regrets may rise unbidden,
Grace walks with me... ... home.
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