Globetrotter
Reclining in her squishy plush arm chair,
flipping through the pages of her childhood fantasy book
she gazed through the broken window of her dreams
incisively to see the hidden sun amongst her dread.
The indispensable question hung in her consciousness
When did the ambitions she so longed for cease to exist?
The vivid, striking, radiant pages of her journal showcasing her
Entire life were mere memories just to be seen.
She grinned like a Cheshire cat slowly left her sanctuary of memories
Packed her bag, started her car and drove miles and miles
Till she witnessed each and every place in the world
Which no one had seen before.
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