the home
is where
the heart resides
whether it be
over the seas
or under the tides
the sand and ocean however
come to agree
that this might not
be the place for me.
this is where I've grown
basically the only place
i've ever known
yet I yearn to leave
to travel the world
but when I think about leaving
my toes begin to curl.
all my life I've had
a need to leave
to see new things
is that so hard to believe?
I plan to leave
My country of birth
i'll travel the world
and admire it
for all it's worth.
i'm saving my money
biding my time
the world is your oyster they say
i shall make this oyster mine.
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PoetryA collection of short poems ~ ♡ ~ the words of a weary, beaten soul who wishes to share her poems with the world
