Drifter Poem by Daniel Miltz

Drifter

Rating: 5.0


Being free, the fun felt good
Clouded, altered, a long way from home
Hoofed on many roads chosen
And all about places known
From which to go onward, and roam
Being a drifter, wandering by foot
After all these past years yonder
Still remembering old times wander

© daniel miltz

Drifter
Saturday, December 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 09 December 2017

Daniel, such a fine poem..10+++

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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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