Going Home Poem by Douglas McClarty

Going Home



A road stretches and seems endless
For those who never wander far
In life how many steps will they take
For some, like going to the moon
I have journeyed and travelled it, partly
along its many winding ways
But always returning to where I started
I like the many who set out to roam
Just ended up coming back to my home.

Sunday, November 23, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Home
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