Voyage
By Poet: "A blue carpet as far as we can see. My child I call it an Ocean."
I could not stay,
just needed to run away.
Being called by the bright blue seas,
to see what I could see.
The old ship was way too small,
her mast was very tall.
Not knowing where this voyage would take me.
I felt free like a flying bumble bee.
The sun kept me warm by day,
by night I saw big clouds of gray.
Will I ever return back home,
for now I just want to roam.
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2024
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