Sadness is Being Away from HomeA Poem by M Edward HSadness is being away from home in a small, bleak room, alone. Twilight settles over the valley and rain clouds settle in. The street is lit by a small dim light. In the distance, trucks struggle up the hills. The rain begins, pelting down, drowning out the trucks dull sound. Now you miss the lonely roar and wish that you were home once more. Hitch a ride on a truck north bound… but they are gone " lost in the sound of rain. © 2016 M Edward H |
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