The Next One
Finishing up a
trip.
To Wisconsin,
we did roam.
A thousand more
miles,
and soon we
will be home.
But it won’t be
long,
when I’m
folding up my clothes,
I’ll get that
restless feeling
that starts
down in my toes.
My suitcase
will be calling
to put my
clothes in there.
An adventure
awaits,
but now, I
don’t know where.
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