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Brief little ride
I see the world change,
Even in a short range,
On my brief little ride,
It’s here I decide,
I love living life on the move,
To see it change as I do,
I get to see the trees grow,
Through the rain and the snow,
I see so many faces,
All enjoying the view.
So many new places,
And beautifully old too.
Why stay in one place
When my life can be a race
Journey after journey
Toward another adventure
I’ll watch the world change
On this brief little ride
I can’t help but be inspired
To travel world wide.
Percy Benson
Adventure Awaits . . .
Adventure Awaits . . .
Smiles Giggles People
Clickety Clack Train
Cindy 2/7/13
Onward, Onward The whistle blows, long and clear,
Onward, Onward
The whistle blows, long and clear,
The haunting sound that says we’re near
Onward, onward, passing by
A land so vast that meets the sky,
With secrets many, hidden away.
Not ours to view , no not today
We travel through, a passing guest
We’re on a journey, a special quest
To experience the beauty of a wilderness free,
Not owned by man, not you or me.
A land we borrow, for a moment in time.
A land so free, a land sublime.
And so we travel along our way,
Taking the happiness of the day
As the whistle blows, so long and clear,
The haunting sound that says We’re near.
Denise Tugwell, UK
8.6.2013
