Wanderer

Wanderer

In the sadness of the wild wind,
A lost soul wandered steady –
A house of hope trying to build,
Awaiting while it is ready.

Through struggles like a refugee
He walked his head up high –
As happy as he tried to be,
He hoped that he could fly.

Fly overseas, where there is peace.
Put all his past behind
To find a perfect bliss,
He wished, to find a heart that is kind.

– K

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