I realized today
I'm not where I was.
Surroundings are different,
And this gives me pause.
Cravings I have
Cannot here be filled.
The mover in me
Is forceably stilled.
The haunts I have there
Are so far away.
I can no longer enter them
At end of the day.
Sights I enjoy
Can no longer be seen.
That type of beauty
Cannot now be gleaned.
Faces I saw
From close or far
May as well be as distant
As twinkling star.
Voices and words
That tickled my ear,
I their dulcetness
Do not hear.
The love that was there,
Comfortable and warm,
Far away, it's louder now
To be heard like a storm.
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