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Back Home with You

Counting the trips from there and back to there,
To there and back to here’s two thousand miles,
And every mile I drive, no matter where,
Counting the trips from there and back to there,
I think of you back here, and can’t despair —
While I am yours, such paltry exile smiles —
Counting the trips from there and back to there,
To there and back is just two thousand miles.

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1 Hayden Andrews { 03.18.11 at 12:12 am }

Thanks for the inspiration. I am in no way a poet, but I like to write my own form of what I like to call poetry ;) Your poem reminded me of old thoughts of how everyone seems to be driving somewhere, there and back again, each going somewhere that someone else is coming from.


2 Mike { 03.19.11 at 11:12 am }

Thank you, Hayden, for your kindness. It’s good to know there are readers out there.

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