7 Longings – 3

Oh, to travel where you will,
Stop where’er and drink your fill,
Sleep in late then chase the sun,
Answer not to anyone

Make new friends or be alone,
Comfort place or site unknown;
Time to grow, and room to heal,
Just to travel

Where

You

Will

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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