From the Edge...Young Poets In Pain

In their dark and sunless 

caverns,

in their rooms

so all alone,

Help them light

the dimmest lanterns

let them know

a friend is home.

You were young

and you remember

how it was 

when all was lost,

they don't know that

by December

many rivers

will be crossed

They don't have a map 

to guide them

there's no compass

for their track

we must hold them

and confide them

till they find 

a pathway

  back..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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