SOLITARY TRAVELERS

Crystal children glitter and glow

Myriad hues from them do flow

Their feet untouched by graveled lane

Success, success, never one blow

How awful pressure keeps them sane

Input-output in perfect brain

Muses a poor soul sitting near

Lucky chaps why envy in vain

Peerless children don’t need a peer

They’re taught to battle hard without fear

Their orbit’s lonely they don’t weep

Life to them isn’t even dear

They see the beauty dark and deep

But they have promises to keep

And miles to go before they sleep

And miles to go before they sleep

  Posted for Kerry's Prompt ~ A Birthday in March - Frost @ Real Toads
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Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United