Poem -
north from east
follow the footsteps
to nobody's land
hope that some godÂ
might take hold
your dead hand
don't follow the footsteps
come back home this way
demand a reprieve
cling on tightÂ
stay stay stay
notice all the wild horses
a'roam on the plains
a'tramp and a'stamp
not one soul on the reignsÂ
ride a wild horse
round the clockÂ
north from east
gallop hard
from this death
you must not be
deceased
M P 15/5/22
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This is almighty powerful. It expresses such powerful emotions in the most beautiful weaving of words ⤠xx
Thanks love xx