One more day and I will fly
One more night and I shall see
One more dawn and I will know
all this road has meant to me

The saddle bruises of my pride
The dusty origins of my thirst
The lingering limping in my stride
and lines I wish had been rehearsed

One more star abused in wishes
One more dram down at the bar
One more look so suspicious
from strangers judging who you are

Tip the hat and turn the key
twist the knob and slide the latch
of the prison where I am free
then these few winks; mine to catch

One more slipstream hanging high
One more fading sunset sky
One more wandering pair of eyes
from a lonely drifter passing by

Here the hour, early is late
As in patience I stand and wait
I know you come to call this eve
Finally my burdens will be relieved

(March 1st, 2018)