The Rough Track

While I was walking home one day
A stranger spoke as I passed by.
He said to me in quiet tones
Have no fear of the rough track.
The path you take
With the woman you love
Leads on through broken ground,
And though that’s hard,
The going tough,
There’s still joy to be found.
For broken ground
Lets new seeds grow,
Lets grand lessons be learned –
Allows you both
New pathways tread,
Gather harvests you have earned.

Copyright ©2005 Tony Crisp