Wondering & Freedom

Nonsense

Everybody wanders

Though the lost and found

Beware the dangers coming

For they shall not be found

This is a foreboding

Of something great and far

For it does not make sense

So beware of what comes next

I shall now say goodbye

Because of what may be missed

So I bid ado

Thy shall be dismissed.

Not quite sure when I wrote this one. Maybe during school. Thanks for reading. If you liked it or just wish to comment on what you think it would be greatly appreciated.  

Alyssa