My Lonliest

E.A.Fussell Uncategorized February 27, 2018February 27, 2018 1 Minute

Sometimes

I️ forget who I️ am

And someone

Convinces me

I️ can settle down

But the truth is

God created me to roam

And mostly

I️ am satisfied

With a suitcase

Instead of a home

Some think

It makes for me

A lonely life

But the truth is

I️ have often

Felt my loneliest

When I️ had the title

Of wife

E.A. Fussell

11162017

Published by E.A.Fussell

Florida native, poet, writer, artist, adventurer, optimist, lover of chocolate. View all posts by E.A.Fussell

Published February 27, 2018February 27, 2018

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