As part of my inner excavate-along I am supposed to flip through books and write down random words from several pages. Once done you use them to compose a poem. Today I grabbed travel book and came up with this.
Children free to fly
Make a terrifying pilgrimage
Soar to majestic heights
Find themselves lost
In impossible places
Walk through the gateway of home
To a warm family.
I like it. I like it a lot. So much so that I think I will put it on a canvas and display it. How it will go on the canvas is to be determined. I'm not the artsy-est person out there so I think I'll be searching till something do-able catches my eye.