Form: Ballad Stanzas
I am somewhere between the end
and where it all began
the halfway point, around the bend,
I’ll get there when I can.
I’m neither lost nor am I found
without a map to guide
the journey to predestined ground
thankful the path is wide.
A beautiful girl to catch my eye
I feel a sudden shove
should I linger or go on by,
is destiny in love?
©JG Farmer 2011
A Garret Poet 