Departure
I can’t focus
I can’t think
The wanderlust is growing
It’s time to go,
I feel it so
With each degree it rises
The winter sun now getting hot
My patience is imploding
I loved it here
Our home away
My favorite destination
Now with each day
I fight my restlessness
Homes boarded up
Cupboards locked
Our neighbors have gone north
We are alone
I hate to moan
But it’s time we move on
My inner spirit warns
Yesterday it spoke
It was no joke
It’s voice was loud and clear
I’m done with here
This cross to bear
The Wanderers must depart.
Copyright 2008