The View From Here

I always knew my forever did not
exist the same as yours
School busses and white picket fences
never spoke to me

Day after day after day
I want to explore what this life
has to offer
where all the sidewalks end
and the freedom begins

Greedy with my life
I want to live different places
write about new spaces
Live all there is to live
each and every day

The wild side always agreed with me
Dancing back and forth
to the edge and over
Whispering "what's next?"

Day after day after day
With a gypsy soul
one day you just know
it's time to pack your bags
and let the present go