Day Ten, NaPoWriMo

A couple iterations of this so far

This morning, travel to your destiny
the straight highway, the winding road unknown.
Of those who surround you, some companions,
others hurtle unknowing toward their fates
coming to a rest wherever they land.
Watching the signs roll by, take the right one,
merging into the journey ongoing.
Unexpected problems may stop the flow
progress-slowing detours bringing new views,
meandering, offering shiny quests
before returning, weary, no regret,
hear the siren song of coffee beckon
Pull up to the resting place which awaits.
Walk with boldness to meet the day ahead.


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