Highway Miles

Always happiest on the highways,
from the age of sixteen until now,
dotted lines provided clear boundaries,
solid white warned caution to the right,
for yellow, be advised, don’t go there.
Sweet pavement rolls on to forever.
Forever is coming so quickly,
but don’t be too sure this trip’s over.
I have traveled, mostly, highway miles.

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