How many dreamers have passed this way Travelers on life’s lonely trail Pioneers, farmers, prospectors and cowboys All with a story to tell,
Upon the promise of morning Rainbows and fields of clover Many are looking for a new way of life Others, just wanting to start over,
By foot, by handcart, on horseback and wagons Over the years this old road they’ve crossed Through mishaps, sickness, hunger and heartache The survivors buried those that were lost,
Along this byway, I’ve tramped many a mile While I reflect on those that have passed So many, not knowing their destination Just praying their choice would be blessed,
Many weary souls have walked this trace On bowed backs they carried their load With the burdens of life, and a hope for the future They traveled that; Old Dirt Road.
For the: Simplicity SFITB with Aelita Fill in the blank Phrase: Upon the _____ of morning
