Do you remember that treacherous road
that I had to walk all alone?I do.
It was snowing that year.
The year that you gave me the cold shoulder.
I tried to get closer,
but you had pushed me away.So now I walk alone,
to my new home
walking away from that treacherous road.
YOU ARE READING
In A World Lost to Poetry
Poetry"Poetry keeps me sane" said the little songwriter who grew up to be a writer. ~Rebecca Lynn