,
If I could buy a ticket to travel
Where would I want to go?
To the hills, to the oceans, or forests,
Or to the mountains capped with snow?
These places I've been to before,
And they've thrilled me to bits each time,
But that's not where this ride will be,
Oh,where do I put my dime?
Perhaps, I know a better place,
I'd travel down my memory lane,
Just the place I wish I could go,
To re-live my childhood again.
I'd like to find the stop where I,
Left my innocent self behind,
I'd like to know when I really grew up,
Enmeshed in the daily grind.
I want to know the station where,
My chirpy-self got away,
I've since searched high and low for her,
I've missed her every single day!
I want the little 'Me' back again,
That is where this ticket is to,
I wish I could find her again one day,
And bid this strange-self adieu!
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Written for the prompt "Wishful Thinking" as a part of the Bar-A-Thon - a week long blogging marathon for bloggers. If you'd like to participate, or read what other bloggers have to say, visit the BAR for more details.
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