The Wandering Kind

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You have made my life complete
Love, for me, is redefined
You’ve given me the chance to fly
But I’m the wandering kind

I don’t stay in one place for long
I cannot stand to feel confined
I yearn to fly, to run, to roam
For I’m the wandering kind

Don’t worry, love, when you see I’m gone
For I’ve left my heart behind
To keep in your care until I return
For I’m the wandering kind

Poetry Challenge

Okay, so I didn’t sleep the other night, and ended up researching different types of poetry. Once upon a time, I fancied myself a poet, but really haven’t felt that creative spark lately. But rereading some of my favorite poets (my top three are Edgar Allen Poe, Emily Dickinson, and Pablo Neruda) has inspired me a bit. Continue reading