Life's Road-A poem

Life's road is never straight
It's like a long wiggling train full of freight

So many curves,so many bends
Sometimes lined with foes,sometimes friends

Sometimes dry and full of dust
Like a worn-out bridge,eaten by rust

Sometimes wet and heavy with mud
When the rains have come,the trees about to bud

In every corner,in every curve
In every little quiet turf

Always waiting a neat surprise
Complete with wonder and life's dark prize

The road is long and beyond the eye
In the blue,blue distance it meets the sky

It wears our shoes down the sole
But our hearts are tough as indeed our soul

Sewn together by a thread of bridges
With their solid steel and range of ridges

Life's road is never at rest
Down one moment and up the next.