Here's one from Very Far North that I love:
Elsewhere
A goose in the yard yearns for a barn,
and the penned bird, to go free.
The returning salmon yearns for the tarn
from which its fry will flee.
Elsewhere ... what is its lasting charm
for the creature in misery?
A fisherman longs for the land-locked farm
its tenant would trade for the sea.
Father Robert, if you can, please let Tim know he's in my thoughts and prayers here in Italy,
Gregory
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