Sunday, September 19, 2010


The gypsy in me
wanted to travel
next town over, perhaps even farther

Troubles evaporate
like the surface of the sun

Meet new people
loved by everyone

Reality is, I already tried it
toughest thing ever had done

Stronger for it
thankful now

Blessing in disguise

No more do I want to run.

1 comment:

  1. Whenever I see a train or a plain going by, I am filled with longing...