08/03/2013
Im so excited,
Home ill be reunited,
My ute react's,
Dog's in the back,
Trailer full of supplie's,
2 am I'm alive,
Road will be mine,
1000km's to drive,
Not my first time,
Won't be my last time,
11 hr's I'll be tired,
My gate i'll arrive,
Daylight not on my side,
Tree's across my driveway,
Chainsaw on my back,
Cutting tree's off my track,
Drive up the track,
To my shack,
Can't hit the sack,
Wildlife in my shack,
Eviction is fact,
Generator started,
Refigerater cold hearted,
For the food required,
Need to unpack,
A trailer fully stacked,
Trailer unpacked,
8pm I can relax,
I'll have a snack,
Get drunk to the max,
Crash in the sack,
Finish the rest in the morning.
Colin Bradley.
A going home poem i enjoyd with all d vividly painted car boot descriptions in poetic words. A joy to read, now open d boot and horn hoot.
Nothing feel like home...when you almost home you feel so calm and secure....this is where we from and here we should stay! _Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Super poem. Made me laugh. A well worth 10. Hope it works