Homecoming

My heimstatt has hills that go wending
A mighty river that flows bending south
And people so free, you are too, and can be
A place in the past and present, now
My family buried in deep, rich soils
Trying to fight it as aged leaves in fall
But we all must change for something
I choose docile and those who understand me
Never meant to be caged or tied or told
Fish where my father did, see him
Lost in meandering wakes trailing off
Trawling as a million circles borne for clouds
Through rain and chop and histories in water
Coming back here, want to stay–longer
The cities aren’t so hard at all
But this warmth, this peace–all days
Pleasantries, i hope others cant find it too ere me
For i need space for my love and my progeny
Pull the roots of the trees for better
Head south as that river goes, tell me no
Head south to it, i am fine, no worries, just  

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