Nana's Poem:

There is only this to say about wanderers:

I envy their direction.

While I am held here by ordinary things- watching gardens and children grow; preserving peaches and dreams.

I have thought of running free, following the wind and the winding road,

but the soft sweet smell of fresh baked bread reminds me that I am needed here,

when my wanderers come home at 3.

 

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