The Crazy Path Poem by Phil Soar

The Crazy Path



I built some crazy paving
Around my garden wall
Among the footsteps of my youth
The brickwork seemed so tall
Now old, I take that crazy path
And wander aimlessly
For now, I am no longer young
It means the world to me

Tuesday, November 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: age,gardens,life,youth
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