Travelling Lite ... Bulb

Travelling lite…bulb…
 
My wish is that we never part,
the wandering minstrel in my heart.
He takes me where I want to go,
and guides me with an easy flow.

Time when he’s here matters not,
many is the hour that we’ve forgot.
Watches and clocks we never heed,
we don’t go anywhere at speed.

Content to never find our grail,
you’ll find us rambling down a trail.
He makes me feel that life’s carefree,
I’m sure there’s more he wants from me.

He knows I’ll never be at ease,
until we go and take the breeze.
Collecting goodbyes, short hellos,
pictures perfect, without a pose.

Gravel crunching under feet,
people new I’ve yet to meet.
Simple feelings I can’t ignore,
my jackets hanging by the door.
 
My step when it becomes a stride,
happier when I’m outside.
To shake a hand as a farewell,
parting for me, is kind of swell.

A restless spirit that I covet,
makes it easy to forget.
Loves and dallies that I’ve had,
no time for ever being sad….