Lost
The trees around me bend and sway
As I meander slowly on
Twigs snap, leaves blow away
And Day has surely gone
But where I'm headed, I do not know
It's really quite a shame
What scares me more than ever, though
Is I know not from where I came...
Copyright © Cameron Leslie | Year Posted 2017
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