Was walking on a straight road,

Met a stranger a very fun fellow,

We spoke for hours and then went our way,

Was walking on a straight road,

A flock of sheep came my way,

A shepherd who had many stories to tell,

We spent a long time sharing stories and became friends,

Was walking on a straight road when a group of horses came running my way,

I jumped off the road to make way,

The hoof taps became closer and the sound became louder,

After a while they crossed the path and made their way across the grass,

Was walking on a straight road,

A farmer in a cart came my way,

On the way to the market to sell the goods,

We drank water under a tree and ate some bread,

Then he went on his way and I went on mine,

The path came to an end, the end of the straight road,

But it was a good journey,

Where strangers became friends…..