time…… where the weary wandering soul grows wild,

when the wind whispers gently with the willows

where will we be, with those who went so far from here

wanderlust, and wander-stay,

will you make your way back,

one day

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  1. Your words sent me on a search for a poem I read years ago, and sadly I can’t find it– but when I do, I’ll send it your way. It’s different, but equally heart-squeezing. 🙂

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