I wandered into wilderness
until my strings grew taut,
drew me back from freedom
an arrow to its bow.
526 ®Copyright 2009 Jack Scott. All rights reserved.
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I wandered into wilderness
until my strings grew taut,
drew me back from freedom
an arrow to its bow.
526 ®Copyright 2009 Jack Scott. All rights reserved.
From Poemystic.com