
Eric M. Vogt
Copyright 2013
i walk my path,
accept the wrath
of all who dwell below.
blue sky ahead,
behind all dead,
we learn, we live, we grow.
there is no priest
who knows the least
of where my path shall bring
me in the end,
so now i’ll send
my gift, this song i sing.
Eric M. Vogt, Copyright 2013















Otrazhenie
/ March 16, 2013Very nice poem. Thanks for sharing it
Eric
/ March 16, 2013You are welcome! Thanks for stopping by and pondering.