There is only one last road less travelled
A road that only you can take
The road that helps the world unravel
“It’s your own,” make no mistake!
Every other road you see today
May turn left or right
You can look and walk away
You know to do for you, what’s right
You need not follow all the old
You need not even listen
It’s your heart that will find your gold
Let the road unwind and glisten
Search beyond the ordinary
Build a road for you to use
You are the builder of your life
A life that only you can choose
Build that road with new beginnings
Follow a path that you believe
Enjoy it all with all your winnings
Winnings that freedom and choice achieve
The only road worth taking
Lies before you now
It’s your world with all its makings
Live it, build it, and take a bow …
As a young man, Philip A. Zentz worked summers on Martha’s Vineyard, commercial fishing out of Menemsha and building stone walls. A retired carpenter, cabinetmaker, and schoolteacher, he now lives in East Bridgewater, but often visits relatives here.