Belong
A wanderlust that doth unfold
of tales heard
of tales told
of yonder there when i was old
to ye
to see
to be in awe for ever more
to rest rest thy bones upon a shore
and whisper in the wind
that i am home
Copyright © Ben Brennan | Year Posted 2008
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