The Journey


I wandered lonely down the hill
Past trees, porcupines , deer and hawks
Brushing off competition’s fangs …

Gathered prompts
Scribed poems
Posted rhymes

Winced at criticism
Stumbled on sand
Washed the dust away

Found Hutchinson Lane;
Open hearted journey.

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Catherine Johnson
    Apr 10, 2014 @ 09:55:17

    Love this, Jeanne. Stepping stones are so magical.


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