Between the Years
Time past quickly between the years. We played with the grandchildren, Kathy packed and repacked and thought about packing, Will really got into a computer game called Fate, and we visited with relatives.
There's a stream across the valley, mountains rollin' in. Twenty-one years on the road have barely gone. There's an engine softly purring, underneath the hood. Roadtrek seems to be the way to go. Hey it's good to be back on the road, again. On the road again, like a band of gypsies we'll go down the highway. Goin' our way...
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