by thereluctantpoet

 By Charles Robert Lindholm

Into The Wild
            Blue Yonder
Or A Forest
            Dark And Deep
With A Canopy
            Of Stars Above
There’s No Need
            For Counting Sheep

 Living Off The Land
            Is As Good As It Ever Gets
Free Of Ruts And Chains
            Living By Your Wits

Into The Wild
            To Ponder
Life’s Meaning
            And All One Believes
To Find
            The Joys And Answers
And The Villains
            And The Thieves

Into The Wild
            We Wander
Never Knowing
            Where We’ll Sleep

           Has Called Us
To An Appointment
            We Must Keep

Copyright © 2018 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved

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