The life of a nomad is hard
Switching jobs
A financial
House of cards
But when I'm done,
And I've let the dust settle
I can always say,
I've tested my mettle.
But I'll still have the mountains
Soon I'll be back on the trails
Just because I've called it quits
Doesn't mean I've failed.
~Ewan AD Roy
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Author:
Ewan AD Roy (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this on a coach home after a year travelling all over Britain never staying put for more than a month. I was crushed it had to end but I ran out of money and I had to return to normality...
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
My heart bleeds for you having to go back.........
Beautiful
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