Lots to See

The blue Sky
The majestic trees
They all tell me
I have lots to see
Many hills yet to climb
Many mountains yet to conquer
The roads are winding
But not so twisted
That we can’t cover the distance
The traveling birds
The fluttering leaves
They all tell me
I have lots to see
Many streams yet to swim
Many seas yet to cross
The wind is blowing
But not so hard
That we cant control the mast
So set sail, O jolly sailor
Let’s face those blowing winds
So lets go mountaineer
Let’s cross those mountains off our list.
–Nisha John–