Yearning
Simple words,
Footprints
Lead me
Slowly home,
The autumn sun
Surrenders,
Hazy orange,
Stillness sets,
The hum decays
Into silence,
Precious thoughts
Fill the void.
I am yearning
For a change.
Copyright © James Fredholm | Year Posted 2015
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