Distant traveler

by nicole   Sep 26, 2006


Walking upon a deserted road the moon my only friend,
searching with moistened eyes for on my journey a solemn bend,
dancing upon a midnights breeze quick to float away upon a boat of mythical dreams passes the heat of a lonely day,
what am I traveling this road dusty and worn?
I am the dew upon the grass that shimmers of glass each new morn,
I'm just a distant traveler laying softly under the stars waiting for the roll of the ocean to once again take me afar.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Garrett Luchaco

    Well, it's ok. Minus the fact that you got some words wrong and I have no idea why you mixed the first sentence and the second one. Just doesn't make sense.

    It DOES Flow somewhat, grammatical errors aside

    ^_^ luv ya Nikki! lol