Although he was following the well-worn path, he had a growing feeling that he was lost.
The crickets fell silent as the bird asked, "But where do you want to be going?"
"I'm not sure," said the boy as he looked around at the dark, tangled swamp, "but I do know that this is where I want to be. I guess I am lost."
The North Star
Peter H. Reynolds
ISBN 978-0-7636-3677-7
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