Stray
I wandered through hills and plains
Seeking answer for the pain.
For I have lost my life's track,
Now I long to have it back.
Though sun may shine, rain may fall,
Still I walk to find them all.
Though earth may shake, rivers may flood,
I'll cross even if that costs blood.
I've been to so many places,
Still I couldn't find any traces.
My body’s tired but never my soul,
even though no one's there to console.
I guess this is now my fate,
I'll deal with it though it’s too late.
A wanderer is what I will be
Stray in the eyes of those around me.
Copyright © Chuck Flores | Year Posted 2016
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