A Weary Wayfarer

“Life’s a long day’s journey into night.” – by poet. It’s been a long road and I am tired, I tried to go back where it all began but my soul got lost along the way. I live in a world of death, All the ones I’ve loved are now gone, like birds freed from the cage, but I’ll fight to keep their memories alive. Man is permeable like a sieve and he sifts for nuggets of intimacy. The furrows are leveled The harvest is in, And I guess I’ll go some place quiet, put my feet up, and lie low for now. But some day… I’ll find my way back home. ~11/21/21 ~Contest: "W" (Weary) ~Sponsor: Constance La France.