You said we could turn left
so I did
over and over
turning left
at every chance
and now
I am lost.
I find me
but then lose me
my pockets are full
of lint and change
rattling it distracts me
and I stop
but the wind blows me to another spot
and I cannot remain.
Am I less or more now?
I continue to turn left
change is less easy now.
Less
than it was before.
Keep turning left.
So I do…
Try turning right
always turning right puts back where you were
thanks for the journey i love it 🙂
thank you, you are most welcome!
Thanks – poetry is a long time love of mine.