Cul-de-sac.

The road never seems long.
To you it is always fun.
Down and loop and back.

Cul-de-sac, love.
You see so many of our miles.
Down and loop and back.

My feet pound the road.
Your feet, though, go round and round.
I'm sore, you are free.

Pitch time to the stars.
Your squeals are my favorite.
Down and loop and back.

Day 17 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.