Wanderlust Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wanderlust



Being in Miami, Florida when very young, remembering the
white sand and coconuts on palm trees, a delicacy to a
young child's mind and intellect.

Never having forgotten any of it, for it was all so beauti-
ful, getting the wanderlust from parents who were always
taking us somewhere even though we never had much money.

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