The Wanderer/The Wandering (poem)
Taken near Elk Mound, WI
-The Wandering-
I had wandered too far, I knew that now
I’ll never get back to where I was
My belly gurgles, it’s well past empty
I’ll try this way…no that way…
None of them seem to be the right way
I’ll just keep going
Keep trekking
Keep wandering
Maybe I’ll try this way now
Or that way
~D.A. Stanley