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Peyton Smith Poem
I’m homesick for places I haven’t yet been
Places unpronounceable are calling my name
My eyes crave the beauty of sights I have not seen
A fire I can’t see warms me with its flame
My feet walk the same path when I leave and come back
And my ears get tired of the same boring tune
Where once there was nothing I’ve worn down a track
Where street lights are so bright I can’t see the moon
I’m homesick for places away from my own
Places that make my heart feel alive
Where the people are friendly and my name is not known
Places that give me the change to thrive
You can tell my I’m crazy but I’ll never forget,
I’m homesick for places I haven’t been yet
Copyright © Peyton Smith | Year Posted 2016
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Peyton Smith Poem
One autumn night,
Years in the future,
They’ll come to a place where moonlight seizes,
And change is among the stars
Copyright © Peyton Smith | Year Posted 2016
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