A million more ~ and another ...

Ramblings of a tired mind.

And so, even a million rambles after, 

still she trudged. 

There would follow a million more, 

and another; 

this walk remains endless. 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love how your word rambles bring to mind how I used to walk my dogs daily (I can't walk anymore). Also your poem reminds me how many times I'm rambling in writing, re-living some physical rambles I've taken at an earlier point in life. I've written many anecdotes more than once, in different ways, & the walk remains endless. I love how thought-provoking this is (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the walk through words, through stanzas, through poems...we read or poems we write...
the words never stop...and we will keep walking as long as they exist.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

So we do... thank you so much for your words here, Jacob. Always appreciated :)