His hand is on the handle
his hat is on his head
his traveling shoes upon his feet
He pauses to ponder
wrestling with the words
It's not that he has to go
or that he needs to be free
it's just that sometimes he finds
his home is on the road.
03/09/07
©2007 Steve Eulberg
Thursday, August 02, 2007
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