A Stroll On My Own

I just wandered away

A stroll on my own

Without a map

Direction or phone,

Got out of the smoke

Into the trees

Didn`t worry at all

I had no-one to please,

On further I went

Hopped over a stream

Saw creatures crawling

Heard myself scream,

Felt embarrassed

How stupid was I

There was not a soul there

To hear my cry,

I found a field

That led to a road,

Faced up to some cows

I was now getting bold,



The novelty soon

Was wearing off

Too much fresh air

Was making me cough,

Then I was sagging

Tired and worn

Feeling sad

Down and forlorn,

I had no wish

Anymore to roam,

But had no idea

How to find my way home.