Roaming

I was a child who loved to roam a little more each year expanding circles here and there I never had much fear but it can happen to the strong the world comes crashing in I did get bruised and so confused no answers hid within and so I went a different way got lost and took my knocks I took so many alleyways I landed on the rocks but then one day I found myself I looked down from a hill my childhood valley waited there the dream I would fulfill sometimes I close my eyes to see for it was always there sometimes I only have to reach to find my answered prayer