Highways, byways and motorways <br />are very much the same to me. <br />I much prefer the bridle ways <br />Those quiet lanes are traffic free. <br /> <br /> I care not where the path may lead. <br />I stroll along at my own pace. <br />I’m free from any need for speed <br />I am quite happy to retrace <br /> <br /> my steps. Should I mistake <br />the path I follow get it wrong <br />What does it matter if I take? <br /> a shortcut which proves to be long. <br /> <br />I opted out of life’s rat race. <br />I am at no mans beck and call <br /> I choose my way and choose my pace <br /> and don’t regret my choice at all. <br /> <br />I live my life free from all stress <br /> I only have myself to please. <br />No time constraints to cause distress. <br /> I freed myself from that disease. <br /> <br />Time does not matter not to me <br />I thought it did but I was wrong. <br />At last I am completely free <br />To listen to a different song. <br /> <br />14-Nov-08 <br /> <br />http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-different-song-for-friend-howard/
