Vagabond Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Vagabond Of Life



Fading in the distance, finding nothing to keep me here,
wandering across a vagabond life, stranded in a never-
land, hopes frozen and lights turned off.

Feelings of neglect coming to the foreground, rising and
falling like the tide, never really carrying me further
than I am right now.

Saturday, April 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: traveling
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