homeless
By ecologist
Room to room …I walk --- through Silent echoes of usReflections ---Hanging on the walls Time passes ---Into the nightOf my soul --- I wanderAimlessly --- pondering theMirrored hauntings – of Forgotten considerationsLeft wanderingThrough my mind – some Wayfaring sailor…looking for homeA port he has lostFor too many trips ---At sea...homeless --once again Written October 31st, 2001 © on Oct 31 2001 12:51 PM PST 0 • 8
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"Room to room …I walk --- through Silent echoes of usReflections ---Hanging on the walls Time passes ---Into the nightOf my soul --- I wanderAimlessly --- pondering theMirrored hauntings – of Forgotten considerationsLeft wanderingThrough my mind – some Wayfaring sailor…looking for homeA port he has lostFor too many trips ---At sea...homeless --once again..."