Pennsylvania
PENNSYLVANIA
Walking dead through the forest,
with a girl I'd never know,
in her eyes was my future,
and she will not let it go.
Always thinking this was Heaven,
but I'd never know her well,
in her eyes is forever,
but my Heaven hurts like Hell.
In the forest is afountain,
always flashing in the sun,
I could stay there forever,
but alone is not much fun.
Wondering why I left her,
then I push the thought aside,
I must go to Pennsylvania,
to find the place where I have died.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
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