I Know Not Where
Shot an arrow up in the air
somewhere It landed, I know not where.
Searched for hours high and low.
The sun and grass are quite my foe.
This single arrow all on its own,
I tried so hard to bring you home.
I finally gave up and decided your free
in my quiver you weren't meant to be.
Author - Jennifer Dove 2008
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