The elder poet

I left there a lot younger or so it seemed to me.

Just a young man in my thirties.

Two boys , My wife and me.


So many miles away from home.

So many years gone by.

At the time it seemed we had to leave .

Something new we had to try.


The phone it keeps the voice alive and wakes the memory.

It puts a face or time into your mind .

It makes you want more to see.


A letter from a loved one . Just can not be the same .

Letters on a paper .It could be just anything.

You need an arm around you .A shoulder to lean on.

An ear that's there to listen to when problems when they go wrong.


The words " Come back and see us " Don't you stay gone too long .

We'll leave the light on for you . Whenever you come home.

  • Author: The elder poet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 17th, 2021 10:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: A move we made hundreds of mile away from hope.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Goldfinch60

    That 'Porch Light' is always on for my family.


    • The elder poet

      And that's alway's a good thing. You have a good day.

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