Lead Us

Take a walk through the woods

Hear the leaves crunch underneath

Quiet stroll on an autumn day

Quiet and peaceful I could keep

Woodpeckers finding bugs

Owls hooting on the wind

Buzzards flying overhead

Branches snapping back in place

Well worn path to follow

Late fall sun to warm the sky

Rocks and roots to trip over

Emotions running high

Leadership is weak

Caring even less

Can no one lead us

Out of this mess?

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by Bill Ferguson

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