She packs the suitcase with caution,
Because not every day the sun is laughing
She wants to see a lot, experience more
A real adventure, even
Everything is painted in bright colours
Wants to see cities, new and old
The routes planned, the maps booked
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She planned everything that had to be planned
But what finally happened,
Was quite spontaneous
The journey suddenly without a plan
Full of open doors, happy hearts
Full of people laughing and joking
Full of dishes that taste completely new
Full of places that arouse curiosity
The suitcase home is half empty
Giving much to her not difficult at all
Its essence is now also quite easy
That the new power lasts long enough
As the last article in the weekly topic of travel I wrote a poem. I hope you enjoy it. I know that is poem number two for today:)