The Last MileA Poem by M.A. Maxwell
I see that burning light in the distance
A flame beckoning me home Memories of first nights Trembling hands and a young man's courage Do you remember long days on rivers Do you remember long nights crossing bridges Tenderness in a wild world Passion in a small town The light burns in the distance Growing dimmer to my view I fear home is a dream I fear I'll walk this last mile alone © 2018 M.A. Maxwell |
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