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Writer's pictureGurdit

Way Home

The winter is creeping from the north,

Bringing quieter mornings,

With lots of fog,

Heavy clouds roll in dark and grey,

Is that why you are away?

Or have you lost your way from home,

In the scarce sunlight,

Through the pine trees have grown,

Find your way left from the tallest one,

Or maybe you can follow my poetry,

Until you are home and warm


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