The Road Goes Ever On

Time is a road that goes only one way.

I just found out recently that this poem shares its title with one of Tolkien’s. I’m a bit embarrassed, so I apologize to all the Tolkien fans. Feel free to suggest a new title.

The Road Goes Ever On

The road goes ever on
From the door and across the lawn

Pursuing its path with young eager feet
Following on a longer way it will meet
As far as it can, growing old, tired, and weak

The road goes ever away
From the door where it no longer can stay

Guilty of cowardice or being shy
Too many times it let fate pass by
When journeys twist and tie

The road goes ever forward
From the door to crossings treasured

At places where journeys blend
A stranger becomes a friend
Having adventures both attend

The road goes ever past
Starting slow then racing fast