Fate Poem by Amber Piercy

Fate



Fate

There sat a man on melancholy hill
Who searched for his long lost love but nil
He searched hi and low and in between
Even over yonder where the grass is green

Everywhere he looked he couldn't find her
So here he sits to ponder
On this hill he will wait
For if she is out there....

Then she's his fate.

A.D. Small
April 16,2022

Monday, June 13, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: true love,desire,despair,inner peace,inner voice,loneliness,fantasy fiction,reflection,melancholy,search,longing
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