Sunlight shimmers
off sparkling snow,
shattered to fragments,
a blinding glow.
I squint my eyes
and shield my face
the way I once did
in a faraway place.
Closing my eyes
I am almost there
a memory conjured
by the glacial glare.
A dry Savannah
that was a school field
dry wind blows dust
and my eyes I shield.
The cold brings me back
to where I stand now,
my mind miles away,
I wonder how
I came to this place,
why am I here?
I know the reason
but can't fight back a tear.
I am lonely, homesick,
I want to go back.
To see out the joy
the present always lacks.
I know how it is,
how we all wish away
what we have now
for the thought of yesterday.
Alone or not,
I've no choice but to make do
with the life I've got.
It's not easy,
but I made my choice
I lift  my spirits
Lift my voice.