I live in a world where everything is a maze
The windows are all crooked
And lined up like offbeat stepping stones.
A lone tree guards the front
Tall and spindly, but proud.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I live in a world where everything is a maze
The windows are all crooked
And lined up like offbeat stepping stones.
A lone tree guards the front
Tall and spindly, but proud.