Michael T. Crandall

(Caversfield, England)

Circles Of Life - Poem by Michael T. Crandall

A man while walking came upon a crossroad
He was heading for his humble abode
To go left or to go right
The end of neither was in sight
He chose left, or so we're told
But this story is very old
After three days gone past
The man wondered: How long this journey would last?
He came then to the same crossroad
No sign of his humble abode
He promptly then went right
Soon he was filled with fright
For after three days gone by
He laid down to die
At that same crossroad
With no sign of his humble abode.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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