The long and Winding Road

I count eight hundred and fifty seven,
The number of bends in the road,
The long and winding road,
To your door.
I pass two National Parks
Errinundra and Snowy River,
And two scenic reserves,
Martins Ck and The Gap,
On the long and winding road,
To your door.
Two hamlets,
Goongerah and Bendoc,
And two locations,
Martin and Sardine creeks.
Rise a thousand metres in elevation,
Snow flakes gently descend like feathers.
Pass three animal carcasses,
Possum, wallaby and wombat,
Narrowly avoid creating another- kangaroo,
Two rock falls,
A giant boulder straddles the median strip,
Of the long and winding road,
To your door.
I listen to, then lose three radio station signals,
All 'Aunty',
Radio National and ABC Gippsland,
Drink one five hundred ml bottle of water,
"Yuck!" Town water,
And eat one gluten free nut bar,
Dropping honey covered crumbs,
As I drive the long and winding road,
To your door.
Several times I angonised about something I said,
And regretted,
But mainly my thoughts flew to you,
And our snug warm bed,
As I returned home,
Along the long and winding road,
To our door.