<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575281" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The arrow's green and I turn left.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The arrow's green and I turn left.<br>Straight, there's a strip mall, <br>A dealership, a gas station, <br>Then the road climbs a hill.<br>My way looks much the same.<br>It's the end of the day, <br>My way leads to you and home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It occurs to me of a sudden<br>I don't know where I'd be<br>If I went straight at that intersection.<br>10 years and I've always turned, <br>Never seen nor wondered <br>What lies on up that road, <br>Beyond that hill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">10 years: <br>A clock, an extra week of vacation, <br>A mention at the company meeting, <br>A plaque whose veneer started peeling<br>Soon as I got to the car, <br>So my face, kind of amused, <br>Shone reflected in its shiny backing.<br>It's been a good job, I've worked hard, <br>And the pay's been quite OK.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At home the 10 years will earn me a 'Hey' <br>And a laugh about the wordless plaque <br>That as a mirror might be almost useful, <br>Then the talk will get back<br>To who said what to whom at school, <br>To what happened at soccer that afternoon, <br>To what your mother said on the phone.<br>After dinner I'll loaf and watch the game.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">10 years it's taken me to notice<br>I never saw a choice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+L+Roberts">William L Roberts</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575281" data-title="The arrow's green and I turn left. de William L Roberts" data-description="The arrow's green and I turn left. Straight, there's a strip mall, A dealership, a gas station, Then the road climbs a hill. My way looks much the same. It's the end of the day, My way leads to you and home. It occurs to me of a sudden I don't..."></div> </div> </div>

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