Feelin' the world all before me,
I roamed across unfamiliar black tar miles.
I got lost in the big cities and
felt comfortable in the small towns.
They all had their good and bad
sides of the tracks.
Now, I'm feelin' lonely and unfriendly,
time to be headin' home,
time to be headin' back.
Barbara Haskell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-tar-miles/
