Travel Bug

Travel Bug

A Poem by OtherWorldWoman

The world is wide
And big
And whole
and at times it can seem small
but not the time
when I sailed the seas
until I met with foreign shore
From my home
with the rain and the trees and the birds
to that strange and far-off land
with vast deserts and cacti and scorpions
and nothing I’ve ever seen
before
Now I’ve caught a terrible virus
they call it the travel bug
I wish to travel to many more
foreign and far-off shores

© 2010 OtherWorldWoman


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