FOR C
30th.january.2020
Few can see what is ahead
look at the map of journeys
our footprints leave, an echo of us,
Somewhere there she smiles,
I trace the outline of a memory
pin a smile to a place in Australia
unknown at the moment,
Somewhere there she smiles,
what can human hearts foresee?
but the vision of the roads of experience, smooth and rough,
looking out to oceans, mountain tops, and clouds,
Somewhere there she smiles,
snow falls near my city, hold snowballs, throw them across the seas
for you to catch and read the silence of winters,
dance with the joy of new things, new worlds, new faces,
Somewhere there she smiles,
and perhaps soon, we will chat in a quiet space
chat of songs and words, taking in our communion
of histories, paths, and dreams which our travels have given us,
Somewhere there she smiles.
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