Classic Poem

A long road before me,
A long road behind,
A harsh day and crabbèd,
A humoursome wind.

No blackbird to sing me
The breath of a song.
My grief on the grey road
So lonesome and long!

But there at the cross roads
I happened to see
A kindly companion
To travel with me.

Colloguing together
The miles hurried by,
Till a wee rift of blue
Flung hope to the sky.

Now God bless the burden
That's shared with a friend,
And God bless the long road
With home at the end.