10 May, 2004
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)


I look around me
at all my familiar things
It doesn't feel that different
yet it is

Like living in a looking glass
distorted and changed
I lift the shade.. It's not home
yet it is

Walking amongst strangers
but there are none
Friendly faces smile and wave
am I home

I peer out the window
at this strange new place
surrounded by all my familiar things
am I home

I doesn't look like home.... Yet it is

------- Author's Notes -------

Living on the road can feel really out-of-sync at times


Comments on this poem/writing:

LinzAy ( -- Tuesday, May 11 2004, 06:53 pm


I know how this feels. Good writing :)
Tammy ( -- Wednesday, May 12 2004, 08:17 am


This is a great poem....I love your work
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