He wandered all over the states
from town to town, city to city.
He didn’t really know why he
wandered, he just felt he had to.
He had some love affairs with
a few settling down women.
But they never settled him down.
He worked odd jobs here and there.
He acted as if he never had a care.
In a small town in Idaho, he met
a woman who settled him down.
He stopped his wandering until
she wandered away from him.
He began his wandering all over
again, and kept wandering until
his body was planted in a state
sponsored indigent cemetery,
his rambling over, far as I know.
Bob Boyd