Choir Of The Path
By Samuel F
Published 31 May 2024
Every step I take
The crunchy sounds
They leave without bounds
Accompanied by the dirt and trees
Small and peckish
Long and dead
Some will leave ahead
Some will leave from the head.
Published 31 May 2024
Every step I take
The crunchy sounds
They leave without bounds
Accompanied by the dirt and trees
Small and peckish
Long and dead
Some will leave ahead
Some will leave from the head.