Life is like our highways with many ups and down.
We meet so many crossroads, which way to take? we frown.
We’ll take the easy route today, it is so wide and straight.
So off we speed and do not heed the beauty o’er the gate.
The motorway with three wide lanes for folk that’s in a hurry.
With engine running very hot just like an Indian curry.
No time to speak to anyone or pass the time of day.
We always think that other folk are always in our way.
The A road with its long white lines which mean ‘don’t overtake’.
Hold back a while, slow down and think, before it is too late.
The clearway says you must not stop; you’re in danger if you do.
Take notice of the highway code, it was written just for you.
The B roads are the ones to use, a pleasant way to go.
With time to view the beauty of life in the hedgerow.
With not so many orders to distract your eyes and mind.
And time to think what lies ahead and what you’ve left behind.
The highway code we all should know before we venture out.
But God’s own book is our best guide, for that there is no doubt.
So do not choose the easy route and rush your life away.
Follow the way the Master went, and daily to him pray.
I really like your poem – very funny! – and also with meaning.
Hi Don, I think we may be suitable collaborators. Your poem is all about slowing down & I’m all for that.
I’ll send you a few lines next week for you to extend if you feel you want to.
Dave