Held Captive
Held Captive
Miracle Man
1/21/2024
I’m held captive by morning thoughts,
that came unannounced and uninvited.
I’m shown a path covered with leaves,
still moistened from a morning mist.
I’m drawn to follow the footprints,
laid down from before my time.
Which led to a gate where once I’d stood,
but prior it bore no lock.
A sign said smile, transportation awaits you,
and still, I hadn’t the price of a ticket.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2024
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