MileStone

I am a milestone over the highway.
Cars and vans, bikes and trucks
Men and women, boys and gals
They all passed me in ones and groups.
Some looked at me; some did not
Some stared at me; some did not
‘Yes!, we are almost there’ some
Shouted with cheer; and some
Said ‘Oh No ! long way to go’.
And Some? Some did not see me
And they lost their way, somehow.