the traveling bug has me in its thrall,
roads in so many directions.
which way lies my future?
my own feet choose the route,
wander slow.
a microcosmic journey
down my own garden path.
roads in so many directions.
which way lies my future?
my own feet choose the route,
wander slow.
a microcosmic journey
down my own garden path.
2 comments:
I really do enjoy your blog, and I liked this little poem. What part of Texas are you in?
A little town north of Houston.
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