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The Globe
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Just For Fun There is a globe in my study
Dust from days gone by lay on its surface
It seems time goes on anyway
A three dimensional depiction of life incarnate
A model of that nurturing cradle
Which allows us to live and learn
To love and breathe
Yes that globe sits in my study
The wear of years has turned it yellow
And it’s more ragged than I remember
But it reminds me
Of traveling the world
In the imagination of a child
Of adventures far from here
Those quests across the world
Fighting battles in the sand
Or journeying through the jungle
Yes its funny how we think
We can outgrow our childish imaginings
I still look at that globe in the corner
And imagine traveling far from here
To the center of my world
Straight into your arms.
