I often wonder where <br />I'm going <br />and why and <br />how <br />it seems that I <br />just wander <br />sometimes I'm alone <br />sometimes not <br />and sometimes I <br />cannot tell the difference <br />but my legs keep pushing <br />my feet against <br />the ground <br />at an angle that keeps me <br />moving forward <br />and my heart feels <br />like it's going to <br />keep beating <br />for quite some time <br />I'll wander<br /><br />Wes Thompson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-mine-and-ours/
