Wanted
Wind swept mountains
Dried in the sun
Valleys of death
Filled with hopelessness
No shelter to be found
Sun dried bones
Yearning for lifes' one savory drop
Yet life is here
Abundant to be found
Oceans held deep
Inside a thorny tree
Alas no lifes' cool drop
No even one for me
Copyright © Chris Broyles | Year Posted 2006
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