close
Press enter to search
x Close
 

A Poem Shares A Positive Spin On Being Lost

Alexi Pappas /

Lost

Good thing I’m lost

and don’t know the end

I can’t say at all

what’s beyond the next bend–

before we are, we pretend,

my friend.

Related:

A Poem About The Father Daughter Dance–Er, Race

Poem Describes The Nerves Of Your First Start Line

A Simple Poem About How Our Feet Lead The Way