I am a solitary man traveling on an empty road
My life journey’s been an awfully heavy load
I yearn to walk a few more miles by the end of this day
My battered and worn shoes have so very much to say
I survive by myself after all of these long years
My past is filled with disappointments and tears
I have met few along this road who even say “hello”
My disheveled appearance keeps eyes looking low
I look ahead to what this day will offer to me
My weakened eyes make it challenging to see
I would welcome a hot meal and a warm shower
My bag of jerky will need to nourish for hours
I feel my energy running low on fuel just the same
My mind tries to stay alert as if playing a new game
I wish to stop by this large sycamore tree
My eyes can rest under its shade for free
I will rest and relax in peace along this quiet road
My journey will soon be finished, yet I never slowed
I will continue my peaceful trek down a lonesome route
My days are numbered, but I remain strong and stout
I am ready to meet my Lord on His righteous terms
His everlasting spirit brings much for me to affirm