Poem

My Wandering Soul

I want to get hypnotized
by Norway’s northern lights
or walk above the sea of stars in Maldives.
Lay on a bed of cherry blossoms in Japan
or uncover Egypt’s other mysteries
seems to be a good plan.

The fifth place I wanted to visit
every day even only for a minute
is the enchanting place between sleep and waking,
where my father’s memories are blissfully waiting.
©Pancake Bunnykins

In response to The Daily Prompt’s:
The Wanderer

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