Lost In a Box
Yesterday's direction's have swiftly taken flight like a blue jay's flight. Turning to the right to find my way out I became
bewildered. Light from life filtered thru to hope from a
small pin hole in the box. But that was not enough to
lift the darkness surrounding me. The sound of thunder heightened my turning left back home.
October 13, 2020
Copyright © Dietra Reid | Year Posted 2020
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