Lament 2.0 (of a weary traveler)

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I’ve spent my life in an aeroplane
Because I wanted to live on the fast lane
I waved to family and friends
Hoping that some day this will end.

I’ve spend many nights in a room
that some call the presidential dorm
I’ve said bon jour and guten tag
and fought back the jet lag.

I’ve had exotic dishes
that for some are only wishes
and walked the streets of the world
only to get my head all twirled up.

But I know that  with family and friends
is truly were my hearth rests
and home is the place
I long for while I pack my suitcase.

-Stein


 

Some time ago I posted an earlier version of this poem here. I have updated it and created this new 2.0 version. I hope you like it.

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Traveler’s lament

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I’ve lived my life in a aeroplane
Because I wanted to run on the fast lane
“See you later” I’ve said to family and friends
Hoping that somehow this will end.

I’ve spend the nights in a room
that some call the presidential loom
I’ve said bon jour and guten tag
and fought back the jet lag.

I’ve had exotic dishes
that for some are only wishes
I’ve walked the streets of the world
only to get my head all twirled up.

But I’ve realized that with family and friends
has the good lord my life blessed
and home is not a place
but where my heart with yours rests.

-Stein