Miles

As I move from here to there and back again on this dusty dry road called life. Seldom do I look back at the past those yesterdays of memory. Well maybe a quick glance over my right shoulder staring into the sun and in one blinding moment I see the faces that keep me company. Turning back to look ahead I now think onl...y of my next step and the one after that. I stopped counting the "Good-byes" long ago....