Far Away Destinations, A Poem By John Daprato

Snow falls past
midnight
as I walk alone
heading
for home
on a dimly lit
city side-street.

I think of days
when I’ll find
the roads
that lead me to
the open sea
where I’ll swim
over the high waves
and dream of
far-away destinations…

Courtesy of John Daprato

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