
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…..