A poem.

Lost on a road

Night approaching too soon

No sense of direction

I can’t see the moon

No light to behold

Or way to be shown

The path of travel is unknown

Rustling in the bushes

And unusual sounds

Darkness falls all around

Finally something far away

A little spec now guides my way

The smallest light, so far to be seen

I’ve been walking for miles now, it seems

My eyes getting heavy, but I’m almost there

The light is too bright now

My journey ends here

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Comments (5)
  • Atanacio on Aug 5, 2009

    good write

  • Tanya Wallace on Aug 5, 2009

    Really good poem!

  • Will Dee on Aug 7, 2009

    Lovely image

  • Peter Cimino on Aug 17, 2009

    Nicely done again.

  • livemike on Oct 11, 2009

    The more i see your work the better i like it…

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