I have grown
Weary of exploring
I have scaled
The mountains swam
The rivers sailed
The oceans crawled
Through jungles and
Settled with indiginies
Now home I
Sit in my
Little house perched
High on top
Telescope and map
And old photographs
Next to me
Pointing to there
And there to
Him and him
Knowing that I
Have been there
But happiest I
Am here alone
In a house
On a hill