by Octavia

Created on: March 04, 2008

Footfalls hushing piney land,
Dainty treks the narrow path,
Searching for her father's hand,

She had sifted through the sand,
Divided time, added math,
Footfalls hushing piney land,

Feet the journey does command,
Conquer the havoc of wrath,
Searching for her father's hand,

Sun through canopy's have tanned,
The old man's gray epitaph,
Footfalls hushing piney land,

Hope for acquiescence fanned,
In love's soft, eternal bath,
Searching for her father's hand,

She leapt across the bridge grand,
Daunting as traversing a lath,
Footfalls hushing piney land,
Searching for her father's hand.

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