Sometimes I go missing
And don’t know where I’ve gone.
I’m me without myself,
Some sort of sunless dawn.
Where I go I hope to never know
But will go and go and go.
Every time I go me free
I come back with more of me.
Life, Magic, Mischief _______ with Kyle Mosher
1) New poem posted every Monday. 2) Send your illustrations of the poem to lifemagicmischief@gmail.com. 3) I put up some of your illustrations with the poem!
