Give me, today, a winding road–
A thrill that has no end,
Where I may expect, as I whistle along,
Adventure around the bend.
Oh, not for me the wide thoroughfare
Leading straight, in a destined way;
I want the thrill of the twists and the turns,
With surprises for every day.
Give me the heart, when old, to feel
That life has only begun;
That adventure awaits just over the hill
In the land of the setting sun.
If the plan of God were an open book,
With pages for all to see,
There’d be no wonderful winding roads–
There’d be no adventure for me.
-Franklin N. Rogers