Halfway to the Hills

There is a road that leads halfway to the hills,
Inclining at a gentle slope, ruminating as it goes.

Trees relieve the scenery, evenly spaced
In rows of evergreen and pine.

No one knows how long a journey
It might be to reach the hills...

No one has pursued the path
Past the point at which the road stops suddenly.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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