As I was driving down the eastern terminus of the Old National Road, it occurred to me…
Around Every Corner by Michael Doyle Around every corner There is a story Down every street Hiding from its glory Just a bit of Getting through and by Lost and found love Flown over or driven by Hidden behind gates Or on the road side Twist of luck and fate Full of nothing but full of pride There's at story for the telling Spoken in the voice of you and me Waiting for its moment of revealing Mumbled out with stumbled pout to see That around every corner There is an untold story Driven down the street Be it in the garden or in the quarry It's waiting to be built Up enough with a careless word toss It's in the hand that's dealt There's a gain in every loss (c) August 13, 2020 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved




