Desert Bound

Wandering aimlessly alone, without fear,
Abused by the sun and its rays of hate.
My body is worn, but my mind is clear
Wandering aimlessly alone without fear.
I’ve come this far and my time is near,
Worry not, my love, I shall not be late
Wandering aimlessly alone without fear,
Abused by the sun and its rays of hate.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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January 22, 2015 at 9:55 AM
A nice Triolet, Trevor. Easy flow, good rhyme.
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