Wandering Child Poem by Deborah Cromer

Drifting thoughts continuing to wind
Up the future, beyond the past
Leaving everything behind
She journeys through time off ground
Leaving no trace and making
No sound
Into that place she can call only "there"
Returning with secrets
She will never share
Constantly wandering off as a child
She dreams of thoughts
Daring and wild
Instantly she begins to realize
Creating that familiar look
Of constant surprise