I wandered lonely
wherever I did go
never knowing
which way my life would flow.
I wandered lonely
with each day
never knowing
where my life would stay
I wandered lonely
without love
always waiting
for the sign from above.
! 5 January 2008
by David Harris
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts For The Lonesome
PoetryThis is part three of my "thoughts" series. Tale No One (Part 1) Thoughts Before Bed (Part 2) Thoughts for the lonesome (Part 3) No need to read them in order, just read what suits you best. Thanks for reading. Harry
