The sky is a wanderer in the sky
Not knowing how, when or why
Like a traveller moving on
Stopping now then going beyond
The edge of tomorrow
While seeking solace in a world
Looking up
Travelling, holding on.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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