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Let Me Live in a House on a Quiet Country Road: a poem
Should I Stay, or Should I Go?
If you are one of those bold people who embrace change as one of life's wonderful challenges, then I admire you. I am one of those who gets comfortable in my present situation, and unless forced or prompted by some unforeseen event, I am quite happy going about my life stress and hassle free.
Having moved to new towns regularly during my childhood due to my father's work, and even as an adult having been forced or found it necessary to sell houses and move to different locations, change is something I have had enough of. I know a lot of other people who are of the same mindset a me, but the downside of this way of thinking is that you often miss out on a lot of opportunities the wider world may have in store for you.
This poem is just something I wrote as I was pondering my situation and weighing up the pros and cons of this age old question, "Should I stay, or should I go?"
Let Me Live in a House on a Quiet Country Road
The long winding road it beckons me on
But my family house tells me to stay;
And oh! I love my family home,
But I must be on my way.
The long winding road it tells me to go
Seek adventure and strive more to know.
Go forth I must to learn about life,
Not just sit back with the flow.
I could travel the world and see many things
Backpacking the globe I could roam,
Live with diverse cultures so different to mine,
But I'd no doubt be sick for my home.
Let me live in a house on a quiet country road
Where men travel by at slow pace.
Both men who are good, and men who are bad,
As good and as bad as our race.
My door would be open and welcome to all,
No judge or a cynic am I.
Let me live in a house on a quiet country road,
And be a friend to all who pass by.