WONDER

Sometimes I wonder

This bond so tender…

To that road yonder

I silent and sombre

Used to wander,

Trying to conquer

Or, hunting for a longer

But a quiet saunter.

Oh how one does maunder,

Of fervency sundered.

For aye, in a tireless slumber

Crumbling into colors of umber

The soul torn asunder.

A sudden thunder

Soul still encumbered…

But there was a wonder

Was forced to ponder,

Felt stronger

For sorrows were plundered.

For I remember

You were that WONDER!