End of the road

Walking down my path one day,

I found the end of the road.

 

The hot cement just disappeared

into the grass as it began

to unfold.

 

What is this beauty, unforeseen.

My walk has lead me

to a place so clean

 

As I put one foot in

front of the other,

I saw the new path begin.

Now I am on a different road.

 

Done