Soul Drifter

I can not dwell on where I've been Or where ten years I'll be The roads are gone, the rivers dry Nameless faces I see For if the path led straight back home I wouldn't know the way The cobbled stones, the quarried hill My mind begins to sway When sunrise turns to ashen waste And trees, they fail to leaf You'll find my soul amidst the stars My poems, what's left of me 05/04/25 ......day before Mom's Angel Anniversary