I lost in the wood
Do you know a way out ?
who can be asked?
I want to go home before dark
The woods is not a tunnel
But trees on the hill
It has not only one end
Just let me know a way out and then....
It may not closer to my home
But maybe I'll find another home
~ Nataya Anindira
1 comments:
Love your little poem! I get enchanted easily too by the mysterious of the woods. Amazing things aren't they?
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