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Wanderin' Heart
Hey there sweetheart,
Smile for me, I'm leaving soon
But I won't be gone too long
I promise I'll be home before summer's dawned.
My wanderlust is kickin' in,
I long for open roads again,
For clear blue skies and winding paths
Amid the mountaintops.
I can't stand being here much longer,
This concrete city can't make me stronger,
People going about their busy lives
All look like bees amongst their hives.
I just need to get away.
Underneath the moon I'll stray
Among the trees and rolling hills,
It's just a need I must fulfill.
But I'll come wanderin' home again
Telling stories of where I've been,
The things I've seen and people met,
There'll be some funny ones, I bet.
But for now, know my love is true,
And that I will come back to you.
I need to feel fresh air once more.
I love you. Don't forget to lock the door.
When you can't do a big
When you can't do a big one....sometimes a little one suffices. Little ones have been holding me off for the past ten years. It has been way too long for me.
....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Sounds like a Plan.
Yea, that's what I'm thinking of doing. We'll see how that pans out.