Packed up our memories
slashed through the deep roots
trying to find a home.
Tape and boxes contain the tangible.
Our hearts contain the eternal.
Journey on, homeward bound.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Packed up our memories
slashed through the deep roots
trying to find a home.
Tape and boxes contain the tangible.
Our hearts contain the eternal.
Journey on, homeward bound.