Wanderer
WANDERER
There comes a day when
Those weather clouds damp
With dusk setting in,
When the puddled dirt road
With hesitant drizzle,
When the weed-filled ditch,
Look the same;
But feel like home again.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2018
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