A Trail

 

 

There is a trail I see,
 it lays hidden.
trodden by few.
It rests amongst all the dead leaves,
where light barely shines through.

There is one person I found,There is one person I have found,
he who has his own rhythm-
who will follow me through these woods
and let my dreams become
what I knew they always could.

 

Reviews

[Passingdaze]

I liked this short poem quite a bit. The emotion seeps through and holds til the very last line. It actually made me want to go outside. Great job.

[visions of doom]

follow that trail chuckles and become all you can become . dream beautiful dreams and work so hard to make them come true . never ever stop believing in yourself or your dreams . a delightful poem thanks so much for sharing .