#WritcoPoemChallenge
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend
A tear stained face, a stolen glance
Brought her right back, only one stance
Was it real, could she not recall
Was her friend pushed or did she fall?
To much had happened since that fateful day
Doubt for certain was here to stay!
She pondered but knew not...