Just me and the pots and the pans <br />In my own little world <br />With my hands in the water, <br />My mind goes around the world. <br /> <br />The peace, the quiet, the solitude <br />As my mind soars over France <br />We take journeys every day <br />Just me and the pots and the pans <br /> <br />To Italy, Spain, Morocco, Istanbul and Budapest <br />Dancing the night away in Rio <br />Or hitting the tables in Monaco <br />There’s nary a place we don’t travel <br />Just me and the pots and the pans.<br /><br />Linda Franklin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/me-and-the-pots-and-the-pans/
