This long hard journey
Don't want to see the end
but perhaps a little downward tilt
to bring it back again 
A summit with some
easy going leveled plains
say that I'll be smiling
just down the lane
looking through a telescope
waving back at me
melancholy in those eyes
still visible from this step
can't you come and walk beside me
no parting ways just yet
walking shoe with a worn soul
count the miles outright
do i need another pair
to help me reach the light
out side the trees
this rock filled night
calling back and forward still
nothing from the left or right
yearn for freedom
yearn for something
yearn for everything I pray
no clouds
just the ground
the sweet red Georgia clay

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Kerry Wentworth
http://www.kerrywentworth.com