Saturday, February 14, 2015
Here and There
It’s said you can’t go home again,
A fact of which I’m aware…
I miss my friends, no longer here,
And places no longer there.
I’m in such a better place now,
Away from the farm, betrayals and hurt;
Watching whales and eagles from windows, but
I still miss my hands in that dirt.
Photo: Edward Gorey Illustration