Down A Moonlit Road

Down a moonlit road
travel in my mind
a brisk winter night
my way to find

And as I shiver
in the barren cold
can’t help but think
I’m getting very old

All through the night
I search and search
Feeling I’ve been left
hanging in the lurch

To walk this road
with options turning bleak
finding my way home
I eternally must seek

Would this not be
some sort of hell
left in the cold
apart from God to dwell?

Teresa Marie  10/1/11 

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