Old Baggage Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Old Baggage



This old baggage won’t do;
the tattered bindings
and ripped seams
can never hold
all new dreams.
I must buy another
stronger and better
than the other
one for starlight gleam
and moon glow.
I've lots of work to do
and a long way to go;
other roads are waiting
and I mustn't be late.

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