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Curious Traveller
All around me, seats are filled
With people intent on their journey-
Some sprawled, some slouched, some prim,some intent
And watchful as an attorney.
Where are they going, and why?
Does someone beloved await them,
Anxious to hold them tight in their arms
To complete the ring with their gem?
Or will it be a duty-
Something distasteful that must be done,
Time to act as a close family
To be the responsible one?
Soft murmurs now surround me
As some little trays of food appear
And inert voyagers awaken,
Deciding to shift to first gear.
The atmosphere is now close
As if in the company of friends-
Although I still find myself questioning
Reception, when this journey ends.
