Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
Beneath distant skies where strangers dwell,
I carried my roots, yet wore them well.
The furthest path was a circle’s art,
For every mile led back to heart.
Category: travel musings
Whispers of Rome
If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
I’d drift to Rome with skies so wide,
Where time and beauty softly collide.
A gelato in hand, lost in art’s embrace,
Love writes itself in every place.
Simi says... 