Maze
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Wall
of trees,
no compass,
no paths in sight,
feeling lost and trapped.
At last, the maze reveals
our twisting, sinuous creek.
Relieved, we wade awhile, turning
to home. Our puzzle solved, soon we are
telling tall tales in our peaceful garden.
Using the 10 words: garden, maze, paths, sinuous,
turning, trapped, puzzle, twisting, lost, wall
Copyright © John Watt | Year Posted 2020
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