Streets Of My Mind Poem by Dean Loughin
Streets Of My Mind
Walking the streets of my mind
skipping the stones
broken by time
Searching for memories
I long to recall
The terrible things
that started it all
Was there a voice?
was I alone?
Where are you now?
...so far from home
Very good start, would like to hear what else is on that street. Plunge down deep. Truth lies in the caverns. Good write.
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5/2/2024 6:58:49 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent - a story waiting to be told.