The Open Road

Turn to the open road,

On your venture from home,

And explore the life,

Which we were born to see.

 

We are young,

We are free,

For we were born to explore,

the world that we see.

 

The Evergreen trees,

And the careless bees,

Seek refuge in the forest,

Where I wish to be.

 

They call with the mountains,

They call with the sea,

For we were born,

To explore the world where we’re known to be.

 

The wolves,

The bears,

Are all roaming free-

Oh what a sight, and how lovely they be!

 

 

Black fish breach with the setting sun,

And just as we,

They are off to explore,

The world that they see.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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