Travels with My Husband

We love to see new things

Go places we’ve never seen before

Gape at amazing sights

Take countless photos

Spend time remembering

All we’ve seen

And where we’ve been

Feeling fulfilled

We never thought we’d travel

Had no money as we raised

Our family

Limited to camping in tents

Even so, we created memories

To last a lifetime

Snow in Yosemite

Rain in the Tetons

Cooking over a grill

Surrounded by knee-deep snow

Cooking by flashlight

Hoping to keep bears away

Now, our family is grown

Creating their own memories

Rafting in rivers

Kayaking in the ocean

Searching for waterfalls

Climbing over boulders

Fording streams

Backpacking or camping by van

All those years of making-do

Taught them to love

The outdoors, the thrill of the hunt

The ability to find joy everywhere

My trips now involve planes

Trains, cars and ships

I love visiting countries

Near and far

And when I return

I spend hours downloading    

Photos so as to create

Memories

I might not sleep in the open

Under the stars

But I can see them as I walk the deck

I travel still

In my own way.

The Car Ride

Driving home the freeway jammed

Even the diamond lane crammed

Cruise ships seeking safe repose

Passengers fighting off woes

Fingers white around the wheel

Hearts forgetting how to feel

Tunnels permanently blocked

Wooden doors steadfastly locked

Hopeless, dreamless, zombie-like

Pounding in the golden spike

Absolute sincerity

Wallows in simplicity

Disaster looms up ahead

Patterns melt the tangled thread

Revolutionaries sway

Blinkers indicate the way

Arterial trends emerge

Widens an expansive urge

Switching lanes has come too fast

Now forgetting all the past

Exit sign soon arises

Throwing off all disguises

Speeding in direction shown

Eager not to be alone