by Katherine Yoerg

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I only hope that in the end
What lies before me is a desert road…
The sun striking down and turning it gold
Accompanied by my dearest friend
On both sides of the veil
The trail
Doesn’t end
Although on one side the memories rust
And footsteps are turned to dust
After life,
My soul
Will again be filled with wanderlust


Category: Poetry, SNHU Creative Writing, SNHU online creative writing