The Journeyman Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

The Journeyman






So bully as the road be,
Peaceful journey man foresee.
While the wind may go weary,
Exile be all fear and worry.
Mother, blessed this day,
Father marked it "a pay day".
Though, there are dry trees,
Upon the hills my sin plead peace.
Energy shall be open groove,
Joy abundant shall improve,
Until, home man shall reach,
To behold on his lips a cup of peach.
Sleep man prayed it to evacuate;
As mind at rest man would appreciate.






©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
28/08/2018
02: 58PM