Dream
I dream of roads and winding lanes,
Beds and breakfasts with different tastes,
To see sunsets from every edge,
I dream of walking a dozen trails.
I dream to wake on a bus somewhere,
Waiting tables for one of mine,
Of dances in rains and songs in bars,
I dream of climbing mountains high.
I dream of living a thousand lives,
Of summers and winters in different lights,
To witness people walking by,
I dream of running a million miles.
I dream to someday visit the seven oceans,
Have salt in pants and sand in hair,
Of macabre graveyards on sunny mornings,
I dream of travelling every nook and corner.
I dream of stargazing at a place of comfort,
Drinks and dinner and sweet conversations,
Of family and friends surrounding a table,
I dream of returning to my home and loved ones.
Anonymously yours,
Red Dino
