Poems: Home Free

I used to miss the sound of the ocean

Until I heard the leaves rustling in the breeze

I used to remember the salty smell of the sea

Until the fragrance of wet earth captivated me

I used to long for the sands that the tide pulled out from under my feet

Until the aged rocks on the hillside firmly supported me

Now, no matter where I go

Mountains or beaches

I am home

I am free