For me, July is the month of rest. August is the month of travel. I returned from California, went to Maryland, and leave soon for a trip to Maine. When I return from that, I go the shore for a week. However, all this travel is almost as inspirational as rest.
Gone
What a day we've been having.
A hike and meal
There is but a chance
We hurry on
What a day we've been having
We lost them 'round noon
Gone far ahead
Swallowed by the woods
What a day we've been having
A broken mountain path
Scattered traces
Blown about by the wind
What a day we've been having
Night closing in
Still no sign
Two more lost boys
What a day we've been having
The storm blows in
Wipes away all traces
Gone
2 comments:
Did you write the poem?? Love the photo!
Yes I did. And thank you.
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