Lost In The Blizzard Poem by Billy Loving
Lost In The Blizzard
Gently gliding to the ground
Intensity blurring my vision
Snowflakes dancing all around
A fork in the path, a decision
One bares to the left, one to the right
With trepidation, I stare
Their destination beyond my sight
Of the dangers, unaware
Down the right path I begin
Feet sinking in the snow
A queasy stomach within
Icy cold wind begins to blow
Submersed in a cloud of gray
Let your mind, guide my way
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4/26/2024 5:09:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Down the right path I begin Feet sinking in the snow....Very wonderful sonnet on mystery. Interesting sharing really.10