Maybe Tomorrow

A Poem by Anna

January 16, 2006

and the wild horses....
i once saw them on the horizon...fading...

the comfort of their manes twisting around my fingers....slipping....
out of my grasp.

freedom is but a memory of a dream.
maybe it and i shall meet someday...someday on that forelorn mustang, having traveled from far away lands....
and i will linger on...looking towards the setting sun for your silhouette.

© 2008 Anna

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Anna

Milwaukee, WI

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i've traveled far in my short life, and i don't necessarily mean in "distance" terms. I put God above all else. He is the one to make all things beautiful and yet still love what has been destroyed... more..