Smoke

Written by: Caleb Smith

                     A
                      wisp
                         of
                           smoke
                                is
                                  going
                                      where
                                             I
                                             don't
                                              know
                                              yet
                                             I'll
                                         hurry
                                       there
                                     For
                                    if
                                   I
                              catch
                             that
                           wisp
                          of
                           smoke
                            my
                               hand
                                   will
                                     hold
                                         the
                                            line
                                                it
                                                 broke
                                                      In
                                                       the
                                                          air
                                                           above
                                                           my
                                                         head
                                                      Where
                                                     that
                                                   wisp
                                                 of
                                               smoke
                                             was
                                           led