Poem -
WANDERING
Lost and blind, wandering
Searching for purpose and meaning
It's like, I'm waiting for something to happen
For the reason I'm living and breathing
I'm trying to understand
What my life's been leading up to
Sometimes I'm aware
Other times, I have no clue
I'm a drifter, carried by the winds of time
Indistinctively, I find I'm living
Trying to find meaning to my life
I'm awake, alive, existing
Still lost and blind, still wandering
In search of what I'm here for
Still waiting for something to happen
Before death knocks at my door
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My Dear Gayle,
I wander through the sands of time
I seek the reason for my being
To learn what life has in store for me
But I have trouble in it seeing
I look for some cataclysmic event
That will melt inhibitions I now feel
Beat the Reaper to my doorstep
Make my life again so real
Hugs, Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
Thank you Larry! I like "sands of time" and "cataclysmic event"
Thank you for reading!