Like all journey man,
I pace towns and cities;
Like them sometimes I lose and
Sometimes I win but never went home.
Where is it? Does someone know?
Like birds far and wide I nest.
Everywhere my home awaits…
Whenever I cannot return,
Somewhere a home is near.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely writings- Like birds far and wide I nest. Everywhere my home awaits… /// vagabond]wanderer 10++++++