TRAVEL (POEM)

We would like to go to a big city When money is poor Then we will see more Take a drive with your feet Never too far that becomes explore Until our breath makes us seat Appreciating the view of the space Reminiscing of youth now we are older Sitting in the creation of the space that surrounds us Until it's time to travel back home. Travel through lanes until we reach the seashore Money not being the object of the day The Hills and the sea is our pleasure Appreciating the view of the free space Reminiscing of youth now we are older Sitting in the creation of the space that surrounds us Until it's time to travel back home. We will sit in the park of flowers and trees Say good day to friends and strangers Hear the bird song, the shrill of children play Appreciating the view of the freedom space Reminiscing of youth now we are older Sitting in the creation of the space that surrounds us Until it's time to travel back home. Go out in the gardens, terrace's Share a conversati...