From Maine to Florida

Mind you I have miles to go before I sleep

and miles to go

and miles

and who knows

where they lead,

but here in Florida, now,

I am living

for the first time in my life

with no family nearby

even as I plot

in vain,

to change that later in the year,

and I wonder if I can stand it,

if I can stand on ceremony

and live my life 

this way,

the way I always wanted it,

the way I never wanted it

after my niece,

the way that gives me so much time

but takes so much away,

the distance where love is,

the space that should not exist

cannot be traversed

even in a phone

adequately,

this migrant heart,

this migrant soul,

lost in the byways of life,

I suppose,

like anyone else,

the true American dream,

that hope that somewhere on the horizon

there will be something that might satisfy...