Privileged Problem

Home is where those who love you unconditionally reside
if you are lucky as am I
homes multiply as the years fly by
presenting a privileged conundrum inside
my fractured heart when there is no way
to see those I love the most each day.
-Poem is my own, published on 1.17.15

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2 comments

  1. harmonioustew · January 26, 2015

    This reminds me a little of the John Lennon song “In My Life.” Thanks a lot for liking my poem.

    Liked by 1 person

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