Find My Way Home

Put me on a city street.

Patches of light, like little moons, on sidewalks glow,

safely closed into their own little box;

only coming out when the sun goes to bed.

My feet will find their way,

despite the temptation to jump

from moon to moon, and get lost in this patchwork

of streets in a place that never sleeps.

I am determined never to be lost,

because I am never far from home-

and home is calling with every wave that crashes on the shore,

and with every grain of sand that washes away

a little of my heart is carried out to sea.