The Further I Walk Into the Woods.
Am I Lost ? Will a Search Do Any Good ?
The Fog Is Now Dripping From Me Like Rain.
This Shower Like Feeling, Is Easing My Inner Pain.
I Am Breathing In This Strange Fog.
In the Distance I Hear a Multitude of Frogs.
The Aroma of the Fog, is Almost Sweet.
I Feel My Journey, is Almost Complete.
This is a Most Beautiful and Clinging Place.
The Fog is Making Dripping Paths Over My Face.
I Have an Odd Feeling, and Now I am Reeling.
It is Time at Best …. For Me To Take a Rest …..
Good Night to All ……. Good Day Will Soon Call …
♥ Lღ√Ƹ ♥. *•♪ღ♪*•
(Hal Brower 06/12/2010)
Shared by “April”