The path is small.
The path is truly real.
A path is secretly hidden where it is not visible.
It is finally going home.
The path is growing tiny.
Water is fiercely rushing.
The path was blindly twisted and crooked.
It is leading directly to the tar road.
It is finally going home.
The path is growing tiny.
Water is fiercely rushing.
The path was blindly twisted and crooked.
It is leading directly to the tar road.
A Way Home
Asher Chipu
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Poem topics: hidden, real, small, visible, home, water, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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