On the way home
From the home way
Here’s the love poem
For a long stay
East and West Coasts
Friends who’ve blessed me
Those who were hosts
I owe plenty
Glow horizon
Light is setting
Feast for eyes on
In coach jetting
Plane’s window sun
Moon through windshield
Vacation’s yield?
Travel tales spun.
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