I lie awake each night <br />Staring at the ceiling <br />Following each crack <br />Finding new routes <br /> <br />Oh, how I’d like to travel <br />Somewhere new, <br />Somewhere old, <br />Somewhere where the people; <br />Sing merrily <br />Dance happily <br /> <br />Oh, how I’d like to travel <br />On a plane, <br />On a boat, <br />On something that will get me there; <br />Fast, like a soaring bird <br />Safely, like a locked room <br /> <br />Oh, how I’d like to travel <br />To see the sunset of a new horizon <br />To smell the sweet smells of newness <br />Like the delicious croissants; <br />Of France <br />Like the finest chocolates <br />Of Belgium <br />Like the mouth watering tomatoes <br />Of Spain <br />To taste each one would full <br />A delicacy unknown to my taste buds. <br /> <br />Oh, how I’d like to travel <br />Could be anywhere <br />It doesn’t have to be far <br />Because like every crack <br />It can be long route or, <br /> It can be short route<br /><br />jodi right<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/oh-how-i-d-like-to-travel/
