Traveler's Dream
She stares out across the sea
Wondering what things could be
What sights and sounds there are to know
To go out and see the world grow
She imagines all the people she could meet
And knows she need only follow her feet
All the friends she’ll come to know
Perhaps even she herself will grow
What a dream she thinks staring at the sky
But it will be sad when she has to say goodbye
For friends will always come and go
But they are friends you shall always know
This poem is about:
Me