Follow the signs I left behind
the scratches in the tree bark
the bread crumbs on the trail
between
you and me
Find the thread that unraveled behind me
follow it
find me
then give the thread back
With my maps on the table
that overused tablecloth
of veins
of roads
of gas stations
of homes
you see I have lost many things
so many faces clouded by time
so many names I can't remember
This place is beautiful
you can see the sky here
horizon to horizon
the sunsets are best
Home is where the heart is
my home is on the table
with the maps
and forgotten names
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Written June 27th, 2006
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Amazingly amazing
This peice is so lovely
Home is where the heart is
my home is on the table
with the maps
and forgotten names
Those are a favorite lines, Keep writing and I AM comming out to see you! I miss you so bad.
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