I was a child who loved to roam
a little more each year
expanding circles here and there
I never had much fear
but it can happen to the strong
the world comes crashing in
I did get bruised and so confused
no answers hid within
and so I went a different way
got lost and took my knocks
I took so many alleyways
I landed on the rocks
but then one day I found myself
I looked down from a hill
my childhood valley waited there
the dream I would fulfill
sometimes I close my eyes to see
for it was always there
sometimes I only have to reach
to find my answered prayer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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