Wanderer's Farewell Poem by jackilton peachum

WANDERER'S FAREWELL
Leavetaking in spring,
sunrise & early morning light,
cool wind touches my face, birds swing overhead
throwing their shadows on the grass--
I must be on my way!
Forythia blooms,
yellow flowers, forsythia appear--
peepers in the back yard croak,
'Stay awhile-- stay awhile! '
And I would give anything if I could stay--
but I cannot-- I cannot!
There is a demon lives inside me,
and he feeds on the miles I travel,
he sleeps in the smiles of the people I pass--
and he will not let me stay put!