ACROSS THE MILES

DREAMS

I hear the clock ticking

I hear the birds singing

All is well!I say to myself.

I roll over in bed

I think to myself

I just want to travel

See new places and faces.

Where time will stand still

No mornings or evenings

No doctor appointments

There will just be awakenings.

No fear of today or worry about to-morrow

But life is not so simple

There are commitments to keep and children to raise

But Nite will come by

My dreams I will have

Travels I will take

With no baggage in hand.