Call me lost until I'm found
And I awake and look around
And find my footsteps on the ground
And am able to follow them home
Call me lost, and I will try
To turn that "lost" into my
Next journey, by and by,
And that journey will lead me home
Call me lost, and I will go
Along that path that time may throw
Me down, at least until I truly know
That I am standing before my home
Call me lost, and I will find
That I know the path that winds
Through mazes of life, love, and time
And at the center is home
A contest entry
- Call Me... by Cry Little Sister.
360 points, ended October 26, 2007, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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And THIS is perfect...I was hoping for something like this!



