directions

Follow the map, it marks the way,
The coordinates guide both night and day.
The turnpike toll marks entry clear,
The fork in the road whispers where to steer.
The intersection slows me down,
The pedestrian crossing lights the town.
The straight path forward, the zigzag bend,
Each road ensures I’ll reach the end.
The mile marker shows how far I’ve been,
The loop ahead spins sights unseen.
The railroad crossing calls for care,
Each route a journey, beyond compare.
Tripsteps keeps me steady and sure,
From routes well-known to paths obscure.
Each term a beacon, a guide so bright,
Learning’s a joy, with every sight.
The junction splits, the trail divides,
Yet signs and maps help decide.
From uphill climbs to valleys low,
Directions guide where dreams will grow.