Thursday, July 2, 2020

wander

Today we drove and drove
up and down
round and round
we drove.

The winding roads
that don't allow a beat, 
or a look away.

where have we been
We wonder.  

A turn in the road
have been there before
many times,
we turn away.

we wander
and see the trees
the grass looks soft
where have we been?

we wonder
as we wander....
of the turn in the road
we have been before.


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