Trembling hands
sort out belongings
for a long awaited
journey across the sea
Too long spent
in a foreign land
adding years
she did not want
to live away from
the place she called home
The light dims
in tired eyes
yet an eager heart
urges patience
for a little longer
When known scents
waft in the air
a familiar sun
warms old bones
feet feel the touch
of a loved land
her travels
will be done
Then it will be time
for eternal rest
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
sort out belongings
for a long awaited
journey across the sea
Too long spent
in a foreign land
adding years
she did not want
to live away from
the place she called home
The light dims
in tired eyes
yet an eager heart
urges patience
for a little longer
When known scents
waft in the air
a familiar sun
warms old bones
feet feel the touch
of a loved land
her travels
will be done
Then it will be time
for eternal rest
© 2014 Uma Venkatraman ~ All Rights Reserved
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