Echo

I guess I should be flying out soon
Back to those places of
Skipped stones on the river
Wordless cries into the rock face
And swum beaches, even in winter
Dust bled across the sunset
Did it ever rain there?

But there’s so much to leave behind
So much, at times it seems
This is all I’ve known
And now between here and home
There’s so much water
And so many stones

October 2013 Derek Wilson

~ by Derek Wilson on October 29, 2013.