#1953-Search
05/12/2022
The world,
Is so very big.
Many places,
I’ll never see.
So some days,
I stare at maps,
Dreaming of escapades,
Far and wide.
When nighttime arrives,
And in bed I lay,
I often pray,
In my own way.
It brings me peace,
Seeing at last,
That this lonely,
Deserted road,
Feels right.
