I have driven many a road late at night, Through sleepy towns ‘til morning light. Watching the sunrise over low foggy Glens, sometimes a glimpse of foxes in dens. Where am I going, where have I been, Vast open spaces with nothing between. To search for myself, to settle my soul, looking for peace, this is my goal. So until now, I continue to seek, and into my heart continue to peek. I will keep traveling like in the past, not too slowly and not to fast. Dreaming to settle, with the love of my own, caring for children until fully grown. Then we can sit, hand in hand will be best, And watch the sun slowly set in the West…
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I wonder why you call this poem "seeking".
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I wonder why you call this poem "seeking".
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