Prelude ... in B sharp

I ask myself, nearly all the time
When I'm not involved in some
work or family crisis,
Whether it's true,
with little reason or rhyme,
I'm traveling once more
down paths that I've been.

"Yeah ... maybe."
What else could I say?
I am not accustomed to being deceitful.
I don't see the whole path,
just the next step on the way.

But my face wears this silly old grin.

Love, Light, & Laughter -- BobL
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