Winding Trail Poem by Cat Hodgson
Winding Trail
Lilac blossoms have faded
My heart dreams of fragrant blooms
Soon leaves leave mother behind
While fragment fly with northern wind
But a penny shines on the street
A beggar asks for food to eat
Prisons watch flying sports
And offer a bed to lie
Where is a dream to whisper?
Beyond in a meadow field
Yesterday played into tomorrow
And today isn’t finished yet
© cat
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