Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.
Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known.
Travellers, the road goes ever on and on, so make sure you follow it, when you can. In the words of Bilbo Baggins himself, “if you don’t keep your feet, who knows where you’ll be swept off to”. I for one, can’t wait to find out.
See you tomorrow,