Nomad
Nomad
It’s Old news to girlfriends
And former wives
I’ve been flying solo
All of my life
It wasn’t just them
I hadn’t stayed with
There were many a friend
And old acquaintance
Didn’t realize then
As I do today
I’m a nomad at heart
Who’ll stray over stay
I also know now
It’s freedom I need
Free to move on
Free to be free
I’m happy this way
It’s simple
You see
I’m happy alone
And happy with me
By Bill MacEachern
03/26/2021
Copyright © Bill Maceachern | Year Posted 2021
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