A Million Miles I Roam

I hang my hat, a million miles from home. And yet not so lonely, I feel never alone. Because my bird, and my cat, they keep me a goin'. While I read, and I write, as I talk on the phone. Yes! One million miles I roam. A long way to travel.While I sit on the thrown. No king, no queen, no castle to roam. Just a room with a bed, and a brush with a comb. I never feel lonely, I never feel sad. I've crossed many prairies. I've crossed many lands. I've crossed many trenches. I've crossed desert sands. Yet as I travel.As I travel alone. I'll be keeping my silence.I'll be keeping my peace. I'll be keeping my silence. One million miles from home. Please God show me mercy! I'll say a prayer to the Lord. Forgive all my trespass. A million miles I roam. Never a dull day. I have nothing to fear. Never a dull day. Do I make myself clear? So I hang my hat, a million miles from home. And yet not so lonely, I feel never alone. Because my bird, and my cat, they keep me a goin'. While I read, and I write, as I talk on the phone.. Travelers Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards Copyright 2010,2014.. ALL rights reserved