The Traveler

Out here, on the road

traveling, alone.

Wondering silently,

who’s waiting?

 

Those who love me,

wait silently,

for my return.

 

I’m tired of the dusty road.

Want warmth and home,

out here traveling,

silently I roam.

 

Sing the song,

play the game,

do my work with aplomb;

Oh I can’t wait

to be home.

 

There my shelter lies.

There my heart lives and dies.

There you lie,

waiting,

Loving.

 

Soon I will be there.

Lying beside you;

Loving.

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About Derek Rizzo

Author and poet since I remember, I finally decided to live my dream. I'm writing a fantasy novel. Follow-me to share my progresses and glimpses of my story as it comes to life.

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