The Land Behind My Cabin

Poem By Llew N. Rmail

Out behind my cabin
Is where I want to be
Through the wood
And to the pond
I walk around
And think

Where shall I go next.
Where should I go next.
I will go farther.

Behind the
Pond
Where I have not gone.

I will explore
In the
Early morning mist

(Original Poem Illustrated By Reko Obureq)

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