The Snowy Road
written by: JD Maxwell
A time ago,
After it snowed,
My friend forebode,
A certain road,
The shortest way to go.
Yet I was slowed,
So on this night,
The moon was bright,
I took a right,
And went on down the road.
And to my sight,
I could defend,
Against my friend,
But would depend,
On if the end was bright.
But at the bend,
I saw it close,
And so it goes,
The road I chose,
Was dead upon the end.
I started writing poetry as a youth as a way of expressing emotions. As I moved into young adulthood, I started using poetry to express other things such as humor, philosophy, and stories. While I do write my share of free verse, I prefer to write with rhyme to tell a story.
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