Pat Adams Poet Quatrain

It's Not Enough

Somewhere in Paris, there's someone 
Saying, "I just hate this place so much!"
I thought I'd surely love it here
But now again it's not enough

Somewhere in the Bahamas
Making sure the blinds are drawn
A maid is busy folding sheets
But what she wants is to be gone

It's a burden being restless
To find that great new place to go
Now you're here and stowed your gear
Is it enough, I don't think so 

I'll tell you now, no place is right
If you need some piece of mind
It's not a place, but a person
Your poor heart, aches to find!

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Michelle Faulkner June 1, 2018 at 4:01 PM So true - I moved about every five years or so til I met my hubby - have been at the same address now for 15 years! This really spoke to me, thank you! Pat Adams June 2, 2018 at 3:36 PM I married twice and gave up. That's when I found "The one". It was seventeen years and at least a dozen states later! I think I just needed to be tempered enough for her.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 31, 2018 at 3:38 PM Aww that's a sweet poem! A fave <3 Pat Adams June 1, 2018 at 3:21 PM Thank you Maureen, you are really sweet! (With a couple of dashes of sassy!)