I have lived and loved here
I know
the pattern in every leaf
the life that water hides
the fragrance of the soil
the moss that grows besides.
I yearn to know
who invites me for a ride?
My heart aches
to explore new horizons
the fantasy that carries me
to a new world, far and wide.
Written for Daily Picture Prompt 27 by Henrietta Watson (All about Writing and More)

Perfect poem complimenting the image.
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Thanks. Poetry is fantasy woven into mundane facts, after all.
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I love poetry. It is the epitome of expression.
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