Sunset follows sunset while she follows me down the Appalachians
And while I began south, I grew stubborn and southern still
And I suppose the west had lied of field and feather
But north at first I cursed and swore that would not travel she finds me there
The girl from northern country, just as Dylan said before
I will find my way up the Mississippi and between the Allegheny
Love told me I should leave and now love is the cause of stay, but stay differently for other days
- Author: J M (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 25th, 2020 21:12
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
I like the use of the compass here, north, south, east, west... Telling such a story too. Enjoyed this one.
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