At Times Poem by Josey Alfred
At Times
At times we dwell on eroded will,
And quickly run down on slopping hill
Then if we not stumble on haystack or grille
We will be in hell, from crag or rock hill.
Monday, April 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,lost
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