Category: travel


Bring Me Back

Oh I want to see the sea!

Hear the waves crashing

Feel the sand on my feet

Smell the warm sea breeze

Relax under the lovely sun in a place that’s almost like paradise

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Fly Away, Be Free

She threw herself away

No ground beneath her and she soared

Away, away, away

She flew

Hop On

Let’s pack up and go

Anywhere will do

Our way, we don’t have to know 

Let’s take the leap and jump off

Let’s take a break and just go!

Bug And Flu

How do you get rid of something 

Something you do not want to get rid of

Like the sunny summer skies

And the bug to swim away

Out

Out the house

Out at sea

Out and up the mountain 

Anywhere but here

Good Morning, Jupiter

I told Earth I’d be going on a vacation

I kissed the Moon and bid farewell

I packed my bags and off I went

All was nice, all was well

I walked across the asteroid belt

And met Mars who was red from tanning

Then off to Jupiter I was

And boy did it look stunning!

I may chill with Pluto soon

For now, I say good morning to Jupiter and it’s moons

Wide Eyed And Wonderful 

Curious with the world

Always in search of adventure 

Roads

For miles on end it stretched as it did

Everyone driving by

Passing by the scenery

Every single soul is in a hurry

No one slowing down

But just over yonder, near the countryside 

Is a place of sanctuary 
There the time is slow

Life is simpler 

No busy buzzing from the asphalt gray

Just good old dirt from the earth

The end of the road

I Must Go

So I must go

To nowhere 

To everywhere 

And anywhere 

Carry Me Home

Far away for too long

Loneliness as songs

I dream of seeing that familiar place

Where I left long ago with grace

A smile will show upon this face

Once I see the one I call….

…home

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