Always looking for somewhere to roam
Always searching far away from home
Always meaning to be more attentive
Always close to being more inventive
Always lost for words at nature’s size
Always watching through my questioning eyes
Always greeting each new day with joy
Always as excited as a boy
Always thinking one day we’ll prevail
Always welcoming a brand new tale
Always at Gods utmost beck and call
Always worried that I might just fall
Always knowing there’s a better way
Always dreaming of a brighter day
Always searching for somewhere to roam
Knowing I am never far from home
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