Nowhere Was Home
I've lived in nowhere
felt it's edges
resided in it's blissful emptiness
marveled at the complete beauty
of what it's like to be invisible
I used to skip rocks in a lonely pond
just to watch the water ripple
and when the water finally stood still again,
I had mixed emotions
because nowhere was home.
Copyright © Bobbie Jo Price | Year Posted 2013
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