The Globe

Just For Fun

There is a globe in my study

Dust from days gone by lay on its surface

It seems time goes on anyway

A three dimensional depiction of life incarnate

A model of that nurturing cradle

Which allows us to live and learn

To love and breathe

Yes that globe sits in my study

The wear of years has turned it yellow

And it’s more ragged than I remember

But it reminds me

Of traveling the world

In the imagination of a child

Of adventures far from here

Those quests across the world

Fighting battles in the sand

Or journeying through the jungle

Yes its funny how we think

We can outgrow our childish imaginings

I still look at that globe in the corner

And imagine traveling far from here

To the center of my world


Straight into your arms.