Written for the Three Things Challenge for October 20, 2109 from Pensitivity 101: self, assaulted, hedgerow.
Sitting along the hedgerow
I wonder where to go
Can I still belong here?
Can the wind still blow?
My mind drifts off to somewhere new
Assaulted by the sound.
The grasses green and flowers red
Insects and birds abound.
Sitting along the hedgerow
I know my time is now.
My present self is ready
to stand and take a bow.
Stand with me too
for you are part of all there is to be.
For life is like a labyrinth
A maze for you and me.
This is great! Thanks for using the 3TC in your poem.
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