D Travel

Travel
TO travel now it is my love
By bike, by car by plane above
To see the land go rolling by
To see the mountains touch the sky
To feel the fresh air by the sea
The sand, the salt air, that's for me
The forest, valley, mountain glen
Rivers, lakes, to see again
To see the animals, birds and bees
The grass, the flowers and the trees
To wander down each twisting road
Relax, my burdens to unload
To travel widely, land to land
To meet the people, shake their hand
What makes the world go round and round
It's not the dollar or the pound
Not politicians out to take
It's the people and what they make
To learn from those I see and meet
In village, town and city street
To travel fast or just to roam
To understand and then come home.

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