A wanderer I have been
And seem doomed to always be
I am the colour brown
Instead of just blue
Acceptance found
Every
Where I
Go
But
Where do
I BELONG
Where is my home?
Thrumming steadily
The calling of the wild
I find I am quite content with
Nature of people at their best
YOU ARE READING
Echoes in the pool
PoetryPoetry Collection Welcome all you readers. Poetry has become my latest experiment. Constructive criticism would be welcomed but most of all, I hope you enjoy An amateur Poet
