'Twas the night before Spain
And though I might yawn,
I doubt sleep will be gotten,
At least until dawn.
My suitcase is full
Up to forty-nine pounds,
And my backpack is zipped
(Though it's looking quite round).
My visa is cleared,
And my plane ride is booked;
My last American meal was cooked.
I'm painting my nails
A bright shade of red,
As thoughts of adventures
Run through my head.
Tomorrow morning
Can't come soon enough,
Though I pray that my travels
Won't be too rough.
So here's to adventure,
And travel, and fun!
And schooling, of course -
I'm sure I'll learn tons.