
I was made like a rouge snowflake
Beneath the silence of a grey skyway
Drifting further on faint amber sun rays
Slowly falling- like love naturally does
I’ve been to hear and there and back
But too often I always got sidetracked
And all I ever was yet remains lost
Along the meandering way, I came
Just as if it was laid in place, for me
Where I am now, I’ve never been before
But sometimes I want to go backward
To someplace warm, worn, and familiar
I was created out of your heart’s dream
I was born from your tear… into light
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Poet of the Light © 2022