"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Will I Ever Find Home

I am so far from home
I don’t know where home is any more
Familiar is a foreign land

My restless soul always questioning
Is home just over the horizon
I can not rest until I look

The grass on the next knoll
Always looks greener
Its promise more inviting

Once there I am a stranger
No one recognizes me
I find no reason to stay

With each journey
I find myself wondering
Will I ever find home


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