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Miles From My River Town

by Thomas K. Hunt

I don't know where I am
I know where I'm suppose to be
Napping on the riverbank underneath the tall pine trees
but here I am in a lost and found thousands of miles from my river town

They say time heals all and you'll be fine in the end
They've never placed a foot in these shoes my friend
They have no idea of where I've been
I'm still right here until the very end
It's different from what I thought it would be
Looking back I would have done things differently
That's why I'm here in this lost and found thousands of miles from my river town

The St. Lawrence River runs north to the sea
Along her banks is where I should be
At the end of my journey with the end to my means
It's been my life's yearning it's been more than just a dream
Grafting roots that should have never been split apart
Finding my soul and filling my heart
Please claim me from this lost and found and bring me back home to my river town

This didn't just happen over night
It's taken years with a lot of wrongs and rights
The journey back started the day I left that town
It's been an uphill battle that I can't get around
I'm stuck here in this lost and found thousands of miles from my river town

They say the fish are jumping and the muskies on the run
The weather's a stretch colder, often gray with no sun
Gone are the days of summer
The warmth hibernating until the spring
In all this time through all these years I've missed everything

I'm in a lost and found and they're a dime a dozen
Each year when they head south I never see my cousins
Then summer comes back around and they head for northern ground
Their journey ends in our river town

I'll break away
I'll make my move
They won't even notice
I'll be real smooth
I'll get out and be safe and sound
I'll get out of this lost and found
I'll make my way home I promise my friend
Never to roam from there again
Never to roam again

Except Cancun, I'll go to Cancun in the winter or
even Florida, I could be a snowbird
or maybe I'd take a train and head west
I could see the country while I sit back and rest
then fly back for the summer and put my boat in the water then soak up the sun and bring along my daughter
Cruising the islands wearing our smiles
I'm finally here after thousands of miles

03/29/2020

Posted on 03/29/2020
Copyright © 2020 Thomas K. Hunt

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Glenn Currier on 04/08/20 at 04:15 PM

Thomas, as usual you take me on a journey of delight. The metaphor of the lost and found is brilliant. It adds so much richness to the whole trip. I was visioning that river by the pines and remembering the thrill of catching schooling fish - so many images to capture my imagination and memory. Thanks buddy!

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