Longing, by Mary Wallace

TRAVEL

There was a year
Where the world was spread before me
An 'all you can eat' buffet
Of land and sea

There was a time
When I chose countries with my heart
Savored mountains and cities
Music and art

There was a day
When I conquered the world alone
And knew that my hardest task
Was going home

There is an ache
An insistent need to explore
To step outside my daily life
To roam once more