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Whenever I Travel
By A. Gagliardi
Whenever I travel, I dream of lives not lived in places I’ve never been. I wonder about the other me, and things I might have done. I think of things I could have done or things that still may be, if glimpses of another me become reality.
I plan a life around a place with faceless folk I’d know, if all the money in the world was at my disposal. I would do the things I think need done and sing a pretty tune. I glimpse a life of riches, of effort or of pain. I think the thoughts of foreigners and past lives lived again.
Then wondering about our house, the garden and the bush, I dream a life in a new land, & plan it in a rush. I plant the seeds and build the house and instantly am flush.
When as my eyes turn homeward and see the life I’ve lived. I think there’s still a chance to change, to capture what new lands bring. I remember deeds undone, and accomplishments to do and then I realize my life belongs back home and here with you.
And so, I sigh a gentle sigh and grasp my life anew and say hello to yesterday and to these dreams adieu.
by A. Gagliardi
‘Twas never goal nor appetite
To sail the deep with caps of white,
But when the opportune came ‘round
I grasped the golden ring I’d found.
I always wished for terra firma
For mountains full and lush
To spend my leisure hours
Upon the hillside with full bush
Or better yet a country home
Complete with cow and lamb,
Or perhaps small goat or hen.
How happy there, I am.
But go, I did unto the sea
upon a sturdy boat, of course.
I rocked upon the bouncing waves
And rode the current like a horse.