H is for the question:
How the hell did I get here?
O is for the Ocean,
What I always search to find.
M is for the Moments,
Especially the small ones
That you least expect.
E is for Ever,
The amount of time that
I'll be content on the road.
H is for Having some extra receptor
That makes my quench for
Questing Impossible to fill.
O is for Organic,
The way it feels
When I explore something new.
M is for the Memories
That I can never forget.
E is for extraordinary,
The quality of my life.
H.
H is for Home,
But not in a traditional sense.
Copy write: Mae Lahlee