The Hitchhiker

by mkvecchitto

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Quite out of character

I picked up a hitchhiker today

Didn’t give it a second thought

It was as if other hands

were guiding the wheel

As we traveled the road together

this stranger and me

my mind’s eye drew pictures

of the world he created

as he told me of his adventures

Exploring exotic lands

he has seen the world

Experienced kindness and

learned how to recalculate

the best laid plans

Honest and trusting

when most won’t dare

his desire to make connections

wherever he roams

emboldens me to do the same

So Traveler, I thank you

for letting me share

a piece of your world

as I pause to relinquish control

to those guiding hands

Safe travels

May you find the world

as lovely a place

as the images you

left with me

photo: http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g217/robert276h/Image021.jpg

6 Comments to “The Hitchhiker”

  1. There is no reward without risk . . .

  2. you are brave, i coud never pick up a hitchhiker!

  3. Ah hitchhiking – those were the days! My only means of travel at one stage, particularly when my fiancé lived three hundred miles away from the South coast. Used to hitch up to see her every weekend. I got to meet some wonderful people and had rides in the most eclectic of vehicles; from a Ferrari to a hearse! Had its pitfalls as well though. Once got picked up and dropped in the middle of nowhere by a farmer who was apparently known for doing such things.One of his neighbours took me back to the main road though – nice chap!

  4. Reblogged this on Wordz2Go and commented:
    A stranger angel

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