Another seven days has passed and still I haven’t managed to sleep in
Shortly after daybreak is when this adventure would begin
It occurred this past Friday and it started out as a typical day
While walking the dog, I opted to go a different way
Perhaps it had something to do with the topic of last week
The trail I used to take years ago, was the one that I would seek
Instead of taking my usual left, I forged straight ahead
Advanced to Laurier Woods but took the tracks instead
This way I would avoid all the traffic and had no hill to climb
Take the crossing on Judge Avenue, therefore saving lots of time
The trail was the same, just the same as I remember it
Over ten years since I walked it and it hadn’t seemed to change a bit
The dog was enjoying the roaming running wild and free
Even though he had all that space, he was sticking pretty close to me
We continued on our way and headed for the shops
On our way to the gate but then we were forced to stop
The crossing hadn’t been cut and boxcars were filling every track
I decided just to go around them instead of walking back
It shouldn’t be a problem, just a little detour we would have to make
I pondered about climbing the cars, but it was a chance I didn’t want to take
It had to be over forty cars before I could finally get around
What was supposed to be a short cut, I was covering more ground
When I ventured on the other side, things would only get worse
Twigs and branches from the trees were blocking my intended course
I continued on my way but there was no speed in my stride
With every step I took, I had to push these branches to the side
This so called shortcut wasn’t turning out all that great
I would end up tacking on another kilometer before I finally reached the gate
We finally passed through it and headed up the street
Took a turn at the end and we were back on our usual beat
The excursion that we took turned out to be an epic fail
It may be quite a while before I venture off my usual trail
The Black Sheep Poet 