Blackbird (Poetry)

I am many miles from home
but the blackbird sings the same
the memories stay sharp
and the rain is still the rain

I can’t leave myself behind
even though, God knows, I’ve tried
the painful bits come too
I can’t change what is inside

If I’m lost then I might stay
should the breeze allow me to
take a lifelong holiday
if I’m not just passing through

I pretend I won’t look back
I don’t know which way I came
I’m a million sighs from home
but the blackbird sounds the same