Along The Road

Along the vacant road,
There is no rest; I wait
For lovely beauty to show
Around the bend of life and smiles.

My wrinkled smile kept concern
For the following of life,
A path is a road to life,
Around the corner we stare.

Soothing like a girl of heaven,
The twisting red road entails
And this word shall rest
With our bending for all our lives.