Friday, November 16, 2007

Stuck Here

Here I am
Stuck in a motel
Wishing that I wasn't
All by myself.

Home is much better,
It's where I prefer,
Instead of stuck here
Out on the road.

It leads me to wonder
How a muscian makes it
Living out on the road
So much of their life.

As much as the wanderlust
Fills up my life
I still need an anchor
A place to call home.

Instead I am stuck here
Out on the road
About twenty-four hours
From home.

4 comments:

Plowing and Sowing said...

I could have gone out of town yet again today. I chose to stay HOME. I needed to feel that anchor for a little while.

sandyshares said...

yipes I feel your pain

Neal said...

Amen brother! Amen!

Janie said...

Hope you make it home soon, Poet!

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