Lost Dream #457 of the Wanderer

spin off a character I created in a previous poem

 

To the edges of the great world we shall travel

No reasons to stop but to feel the gravel

Beneath our toes on the cool, ocean beach.

Are you afraid to step a little farther, to reach

For the true wonders of our world? To see

That there isn't any other place you should be

But here beside me.  That no matter the places

You see or the fields of empty spaces

You run through, there will always be

An enduring level of warmth from me.

Reviews

[Yaooooooo]

Very well writen.
Keep up the good work and feel free to send me a request.
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