Never ending trail

Front page Explore#54. August 13, 2009

 

This lonely trail beneath my feet

surrounded by trees and a stunning creek

It twists and turns like a slithering snake

and away from its path there's a mirrored lake

On this trail, there is a hail, of dried up leaves

that fall endlessly from atop the trees

There are even footprints by a lonely damn

to where the edges of the path expand

For on this trail beneath my feet

thrive many memories In my heart, I will keep.

 

Done