Long Road to PortlandA Poem by Alex BorstI came in with the sunshine Drove out in the pouring rain It's been a long long road to see your face But still longer going home A kiss that was eight years in the making Though it grew sweeter with time Still I'm back here on this train again Tryin to get you off my mind And it's a long road to Portland Where that Spanish angel lives And though I will see her again some day For now, I will mend my broken dreams You know I'm tired, run-down, and confused And a little bit ashamed It's hard to see what's up ahead When you're staring at your past And it's a long road to Portland Where that Spanish angel lives And though I will see her again some day For now, I will mend my broken dreams © 2016 Alex BorstReviews
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