Words, Mere Words • Poetry
Copyright © 2008 Sharon Healey Bartholomew
Soon a long-planned trip begins
What will it bring?
My hope is for peace, quiet, silence, the open road.
My hope is for moonlit nights, deserted beaches, driftwood,
Footprints in the sand, shells, the magical, soothing ocean.
Sitting by a river, reading, all the time in the world,
Listening to the sound of contentment uncluttered by
the usual noises of life.
My wish is for all this and more.
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