Alone Poem by Andrea Rieck

There is nothing there for me
Not any more
It has vanished like the summer
Or could it be it was never there
Not a kind word to spare me
Not a warm dawn to soothe me
How could I ever have called that home

Now I walk
Onward with each step
One foot in front of the other
The Earth passes on by me
I don’t know where I’m headed
But the hope on the wind
Tells me my heart knows

And I almost hear voices in the distance
Welcoming me home
Like a shooting star - like a swift moving breeze
I keep moving forward
Until I find that place to call my own
I’m on my way

Alone