Lei Strauss Poet Narrative

Misplaced

I look around to see the beauty
of a long lost wonderland 
that tells many stories.
Like those wild flowers
growing up together.
They survive and fight
like a real warrior.

I look around to see the beauty 
of a long lost wonderland
that slowly kills me.
I'm not like those wild flowers
They grow up together.
Far fetched and outdated
Yes I am an inferior!

I look around to see the beauty
of a long lost wonderland
that fools me.
They are the wild flowers
Growing up together.
My substandard mind
has a place called nowhere.

I look around to see the beauty
of a long lost wonderland
that fades me.
I'm not one of the wild flowers
They grow up together.
Sooner or later
I'll fly with the weather.

Lei Strauss 2019

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Eve Roper March 2, 2019 at 2:16 PM What a moving write, Lei, I like that you used flowers as a group of people... Being a loner and a leader of your life is better than being a follower.. A follower sometimes gets you into trouble. I have always told my kids and grandchildren that they are the important part in life the winners...and they have successfully accomplished a lot in life and have done very well for themselves, I am very proud of all of them.