Of different things
Oh, the places I wish to see.
Of the places mankind makes
To what God creates
I dream to wander
Frequently.
These glorious wonders
I wish to share
To wonder with another
In a pair
Of wanderlust souls
We'd be.
Walking aimlessly
On an adventure
To us of grandeur
Walking towards the setting sun
And the last Great Unknown
Into the things we never Dared
To Dream
I LIKE that. Did you write it?
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ReplyDeleteYes.. I write poetry often. Oh look at me the sappy happy. It explains my tea addiction at least.