Our Travel Poem

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Tis the week before leaving and while in the house,

We set by the window to plan out our route.

Our ride's in the driveway, all covered with snow.

It’s packed to the ceiling and ready to go.

Our dogs are as eager as we to be gone

They practice their walking and poop on the lawn.

We watch the weather, so not to get caught

Another bad snowstorm, our plans will be shot!

Marjie in her jamies and me in my socks

We pace the floor and stare at the clocks

We keep reading our list to see what we lack

We’re itching to travel and never look back.

At midnight each night, to bed do we go

And think of our travels, our days on the road.

Our rest is so fitful, like kids, we don’t sleep

Anticipating our trip, we don’t get a wink

Just when we thought, we no longer can wait

Another day passed and we check the date

Our day will arrive and the engine we’ll start

Shift into gear and then we’ll depart

We’ll wake to the morning of our long waited day

Jump out of bed and you’ll hear us say

"We’ll be in Florida, see ya later this year

We’ve got room for you all, just bring your own beer!"

[mikron]

EXCELLENT, very good and fitting poem. I could hear the music in the background.

[TomTheOilMan]

Wish you good health and safe driving, we are right behind you in a year or two. Tom & Denise, Bella and Norma