Alone

Alone

I can hear the wind howling
Over the snow.
Where sheer cliffs drop off
Into caverns below.
A lone soul lost bends against the wind,
And wonders if he’ll ever see home again.

One set of prints lost in the deepening snow,
If he stumbles and falls
Will they ever know?
Drops to his knees beneath silent trees,
How he misses his loved ones
In moments like these.

But he’s alone out there now, beneath the moon and the pines,
It’s been weeks since he left it all behind.
Alone with the snow, with the wind, and the cold,
If he stumbles, if he falls,
Will they ever know?

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About avsongbird

I'm a housewife, an amateur writer and blogger, and the stepmother of three boys. I have four dogs. I love animals, I love to garden, and I love to crochet. I love movies, music, and books. I love to cook. I'm open-minded and creative and imaginative, and I'm an avid reader. I find inspiration in practically everything, and I love nothing more than to inspire such things in others, if I can.
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