There Are Travelers
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In the small hours of the night,
the moon was bright and ready.
Something was waiting to be born—
a vision
or more than a vision—
hope wearing sunglasses.
There are travelers
and then there are travelers
who return.
Some stay behind the moon--
no sunglasses.
And me,
I just sit here waiting
for the next episode,
wanting nothing special,
no commercials to mute,
no reruns to ignore.
Copyright © Bill Yates | Year Posted 2015
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