Often there’s a place I go
Deep within my mind
Not difficult to travel to
Nor difficult to find

Clearing head ‘n closing eyes
All aboard these nightly trains
Imagination clearly lies
Where reality refrains

Off to sun rain sand and fog
Off to waves of gold
Desert lights on flashy Strips
Or Market streets of old

She wears a youthful innocence
He wears a timeless smirk
Those two loved destinations
Is where this brain doth lurk.

You can surely find me here
Red eye ticket seven nights
Dreaming of my loved ones
Delightful cherished flights.

Your children are never far away
From thoughts or daily deeds
Take a midnight travel there
Destination wishful dreams.

Author

Nicola is our Blog and Article Editor at InTheRooms.com. Her work has been published internationally in many recovery publications and poetry books. She is a qualified Reflexologist, Masseuse and Life Coach. She has created content for intherooms.com for 7 years. She was Editor at iloverecovery.com. She is also an author at The Girl God books. She has lived with type 1 diabetes since she was 7 years old.

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