The Drive

What a wait at the end have no fear
Just take the drive you're already here
Embrace nature's most humble decor
Part ways to take every detour
Head high for the sky for its blue
Flowers and trees compliment it oh so true
A nature's walk to ease the mind hoped for an animal to be so kind
Maybe in passing a helpful friend
One willing enough to guide you to the end

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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