By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 09, 2013 Roads By Grace M. Candland The road of yesterday is closed for me;Time’s stern decree has barred and locked the gate.I must move on, but can it be too lateTo look far down that beaten track and seeWhere I have failed, just how I lost my chanceTo step on higher ground where pine trees grow,And why I trailed the sagebrush down belowAnd scorned an invitation to advance? Today, I’ll route my path upo...
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