Poetry

Travel (#1049)

Beyond the daily race,
We find we can’t stay in this place,
We want something miles away from the bland,
It’s not always something we planned,
Every once in a while, we need to get away,
Before our nerves unravel and fray,
It’s natural for us to travel around,
It keeps our emotions steady and sound,
There’s something magical about going from here to there,
For some that travel gene is always in flare,
Travel and adventure are a part of who we are,
All we need is the desire and that northern star.

Any Thoughts?

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