Poetic Asides travel

Off in My Dreams

Every time I fold my clothes

And they’re laid out across the bed

I always think that I should be

Packing my suitcases instead

I think of where I’d fly off to

Australia, New Zealand, or Wales

I’d like to see Niagara Falls

Or return to Wisconsin Dells

Cruise along Panama Canal

See a friend in San Salvador

Ireland and Scotland, I love

I’d like to go there a lot more

Canada’s calling, so is Greece

Hear the Bahamas whisper, too.

Yes, I’d travel the world over

Before my wandering was through

I tuck my clothes back in the drawers

And go about my day at home

Till laundry day comes once again

And then I dream of where I’ll roam