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A Road Much Travelled

It isn't Robert Frost's less-travelled road, that fork in life where one must decide which way to go.

This road is merely a path much travelled on, worn and dusty, boring to a ten-year-old. Then, life

happens between the school bus and the house— Mother meets me at the door, scoops me up like soft ice cream, kisses

my peach-colored cheeks, brings out a plate of warm Toll House cookies, with cold milk, sits near me, her chin resting in both hands.