Travel Well My Friend - Poem by Pithy Marvel
I was out by 9, I blinked and 11 was here.
Thinking of your road today, far not near.
Travel well, to the West then East,
travel well, for fun, travel in peace!
Enjoy each moment, two souls together,
Each wrote your plays, including even the weather.
Why your two worlds today in sync?
Blessed it is, to ponder that and think.
Always a reason for all that comes by,
see it divinely,
the love and perfection,
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