Under the Stars

Sep 1

There are strange thoughts had in the midday grind

by the girls who dream of more

The wandering mind has thoughts you’ll find

That pierce your heart to the core

The northern lights, and mountain sights

Are calling out to me

Was curious thoughts running through my mind

I knew what had to be

It was an August Day,

I was thinking away,

In Elk Island National Park

Dreams of cold,

And worlds untold

Called to me in the dark

An idea bloomed

Yes, my nerves loomed

But oh the places to see

I can’t contain it

Or really explain it

The road is calling to me

And late that night,

As a lay tucked tight

A calling I couldn’t deny

Talk of your stars

Tween this planet and mars

They shot across the sky

As if they were saying to me

It’s meant to be

But it’s going to be a climb

Pans to make

Can’t be late

To the adventure of a lifetime