A Small Path

Hidden PathIn the forest, a small path is hiding.
I found it after a long search.

The builders of the road have left.
Local animals use the trail each day.
I watch carefully, but there is nothing.

Rumors claim that the way is haunted.
I don’t believe that fantasy.
I debate whether to mark the way for others.
My friends say the hidden should remain obscure.
Others want me to explore and share.
Myself, I try to protect the mystery.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2014 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Hidden Path. By Thomas Lieser Image license

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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