Travelling Poem by Phil Soar

Travelling



I sat among the roses and the fragrance took my breath away
I walked across a meadow and the distance led my mind astray
I sailed across an ocean and the waves accompanied the spray
I drove a hundred miles or more with only just a slight delay
I flew across a continent to reach a temple where I'd pray
And every time I left my home, I knew that I'd be back some day

Monday, August 31, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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