Not aloneA Poem by Fin BuckleyI wonder if I'll ever know their name.I wander through these wilted woods, Awakened by the thought That we are not alone In this world. I look up to see a wave Of stars blowing past, The sky a murky black
that’s still Watery with
daylight. I wonder if Somewhere out there, A creature is looking up At the same
sky, Thinking about me As well. © 2017 Fin Buckley |
AuthorFin BuckleyAboutI simply enjoy writing. Let the littlest things inspire you, and let that inspiration run wild. You will find yourself making a lot of art when you do. more..Writing
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