By Patsy 2015 |
Crept close to closed, cracked, shattered old windows,
heard said, as I listened, 'Look! there! look! there she goes.
My heart raved its madness, 'Go straight ahead'
my mind said softly, slyly, don't be so easily led,
into the tangle of clouded, dark and endless byways,
signs are there for all, who travel the known Highways.
Patsy 2015