En Route

There they go:
across the open fields,
over rivers & streams,
above & below
railway lines...

From all over the place
they come
hoping to get over
their homesickness,
their rootlessness.

At long last
they've arrived: No doubt
their stay might only be
for a weekend
but for them it's like

a lifetime.
This place is home,
has always been so.
Even if they felt
compelled to leave

some part of them
does survive, live on
around here.
This weekend holds
special significance

for such folks for that
very reason I just
mentioned now.
A part of their lives
still remains rooted

to this city, to this place.
They made history,
lots of unforgettable
memories while here,
& what's more,

reasons to feel good
about living life
to the fullest, with each
passing moment
of time.

They're coming
from all around, to relive
the dreams, to go back
down memory lane,
to renew old bonds

which can't be broken.