Encore (An Original Poem)
Encore
I have things left to do in that city
Roads still left to walk on and walls
To run my finger tips across
And musty scent to be inhaled
I have covers left to be turned
And little alleys to be explored
Many hiddens spots to be searched
And bridges to be crossed
I have museums left to be devoured
Paintings still to be pondered about
Pavements left to be stepped on
And stained glass to be looked through
Days to be spent and sunsets to be seen
There are books left to be read
Stories yet to be made
I have things left to do in that city.
Outstanding! You've captured my regrets about every place I've ever lived...
The only antidote is eternity.
I am glad you liked it @creatr
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