Simply Calling

Sunday, March 12, 2017

At home




Where’s home?

City, country,
Downtown, uptown?

But where’s home?

A traveler can’t find it,
So I won’t travel there-

I’ll rest.

At home in my garden,
Separating red beans
And drinking tea.

That’s it!

Just settled.
Posted by Cathy at 10:20 AM
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