Aug 2021
Each passing day
is a step down
an ever diverging
trail.
Is it useless
to wonder
if these winding paths
ever cross?
How many
will see me again?
How many
promises will be
kept?
is a step down
an ever diverging
trail.
Is it useless
to wonder
if these winding paths
ever cross?
How many
will see me again?
How many
promises will be
kept?
