Need to know where to go
Looking for the soul
Looking for the flow
Walking the back roads
Smell of pine
Sweetens the dry air
I have something to share
That's if anyone cares
A walk on the back roads
Down Salem up Panola
Passing Cosby Bishop as he slumbers
In a field full of names and numbers
A walk on the back roads
Just a path before it became a road
Now it's the long walk home
A walk on the back roads
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Author:
Thomas J. Dooley (
Offline) - Published: June 16th, 2019 07:08
- Comment from author about the poem: This was my experience when I walked across the town of Lithonia, Georga to catch the bus to go to downtown Atlanta.
- Category: Reflection
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