Closer

Morning sun heralds another dawn,
With its faint sweet smells and white noise sounds;
The day breaks and I look around,
To find myself one day further from home.

Evening light dims and I dim too,
A cooling reflection of a life I’d forgotten.
Night falls and as it does,
I know I am one day closer to home.






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