'No Destination' Poem by Katherine York

Catch a ride on the western wind,
For it may never blow this way again.
Head out west, where the four winds blow;
No destination, this heart just said ''GO.'

Don't look back...memories crush the soul,
Mother's tears wondering, 'is he whole? '
Children all left behind...to wonder, why?
Daddy went away and all mommy does is cry.

Take the pictures from your wallet...cast them away.
Forget the past, head west towards a better day.
Think not of the woman, crying upon the bed alone,
Or of the children, daily watching for dad to come home.

Take the easy way out, to 'escape' the daily grind;
While tortured memories slowly...mess up your mind.
'Learn to late, ' of the love and home you now lack;
Months later a phone call...hear the words, 'do not come back! '

Catch a ride...upon the western wind...
Fly high for you...may never fly again.