I wandered lonely
wherever I did go
never knowing
which way my life would flow.
I wandered lonely
with each day
never knowing
where my life would stay
I wandered lonely
without love
always waiting
for the sign from above.
! 5 January 2008
I think I remember another poet wandering lonely lol, but you got your sign from above, thanks for sharing this, best wishes Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think anyone who is alive and breathing can relate to this little piece at one point or another...that's life