I have rarely had to move,
Rarely had to pull up stakes,
Never had to leave completely
Or live in some exotic place.
But, I have done enough of travel
To know sometimes it hurts
To leave the place you hold most dear
And the place of fondest memories’ birth.
But, I promise you, weary traveler
That wherever you go, whatever you see
New adventures shall await your eyes
And new paths shall invite your feet.