The castle is familiar but wasn’t my home
The farm is familiar but I no longer own
The job is now mastered but I cannot go back
The city is known but was used for its gain
The rivers are home but the world has been changed
The ocean was promising I just wet my feet
The desert is home but the network is gone
The RV was home but there was no fuel to go
The hot springs were healing now surrounded by crime
The paths were for hiking but drought burnt them up
The draw bridges raise up eventually
The moat keeps us out or in if it must
Home’s where you make it again and again
That’s just how it is even though it’s not just
There are no more castles, there is only us.
-Kelly Write Away
