But
I am content to be homeless
so
long as I have a road,
your
step alongside is happiness
who
cares about a fixed address
when
the seas are blue and broad?
And
I am content to stop somewhere -
an
island’s fine to moor,
happiness
is your breath in my hair
and
a moonlit track, what do I care
for
numbers on floors and doors?
Hi Nila - how many of us could fall into this slot - yet we all should be able to ... expressed so well ... we need little ... Cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteHi Hilary, most of us do want a settled life, to have a fixed address to come back to...in some parts of the world it's still too much to ask for....have a great weekend.
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