Return of the Native

Hiking trail at the last place I stayed

Hiking trail at the last place I stayed

Been on the road adrift since returning–staying at motels and time-shares while living out of a suitcase looking for a place to settle down.

Familiar yet strange
After all these years away
This place once called home

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About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet trying to get by in the 21st-century.
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