Traveler’s lament


I’ve lived my life in a aeroplane
Because I wanted to run on the fast lane
“See you later” I’ve said to family and friends
Hoping that somehow this will end.

I’ve spend the nights in a room
that some call the presidential loom
I’ve said bon jour and guten tag
and fought back the jet lag.

I’ve had exotic dishes
that for some are only wishes
I’ve walked the streets of the world
only to get my head all twirled up.

But I’ve realized that with family and friends
has the good lord my life blessed
and home is not a place
but where my heart with yours rests.


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