Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE WINDING ROAD, by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN

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THE WINDING ROAD, by            
First Line: The beckoning road winds round the hill
Last Line: My blithely winding road.
Subject(s): Roads; Wandering & Wanderers; Paths; Trails; Wanderlust; Vagabonds; Tramps; Hoboes

The beckoning road winds round the hill
And I, I follow lightly—
Where blossoms tall on either hand
Nod friendly-wise and springtly.

A vista greets my startled eyes
That all my soul enthralls,
And from the far horizon-rim
A misty cloud peak calls.

The ancient urge of wanderlust
Impels my willing feet
As round succeeding hills I trip
Expectant, joyous, fleet.

When on this haunting pageantry
Night's silent curtain falls
And from the murky forest-glades
The lonely hermit calls,

I, all my eager steps retrace
And seek my roofed abode,
To find again in happy dreams
My blithely winding road.

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