The journey is a gift,

The baggage is a trial

When the floor is bluer than

The sky ever was.

I’m thinking of water,

She’s dreaming of shade;

I long for the next bridge 

And the one beyond that,

She cannot wait to be on

The far  side of the final one.

 

P.L. Higgs

(14th June, 2012)

Journey

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