Thursday, September 15, 2011

Strange feeling...I know




Once you leave home to see the outside world,
You become like the sea waves;
Always longing for land…
And occasionally when you do get some of it,
You can’t seem to settle for too long…

The tide has a stronger pull
And you know you’ll have to answer life’s call….
But while you’re there, you try to grab as much as you can,
And give it back some of “You”…

And when it’s time to leave,
You turn around and join the march…
With your head held high up and a deep sigh of breath,
Your lips smile but your eyes are moist at the same time…
Strange feeling, I know…

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