You could say
I'm just a dreamer,
dreaming of a home.
I've traveled
miles and miles to reach
a destination unknown.
My feet are worn,
I hunger and thirst,
but still I venture forth,
hoping to find
a new world, alive,
as I journey to the north.
I have not seen
the place I seek,
but when I arive, I'll know,
but for now,
I'm wandering, wandering, wandering,
innumerable miles to go.
Jan 6, 2011
Jan 6, 2011 at 11:09 AM UTC
You could say
I'm just a dreamer,
dreaming of a home.
I've traveled
miles and miles to reach
a destination unknown.
My feet are worn,
I hunger and thirst,
but still I venture forth,
hoping to find
a new world, alive,
as I journey to the north.
I have not seen
the place I seek,
but when I arive, I'll know,
but for now,
I'm wandering, wandering, wandering,
innumerable miles to go.
Cassidy Claire Johnson © 2011.
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