Found Poetry 408

10/20/20

strolling on invisible planks like glass
looking down surveying my life that passed
I wish I fall through and get one more chance
even if for a second I will get what I have asked
I find a window near and open the latch
and like falling rain I advance

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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