The Trip

The trip that took all day

The trip that made us say

Well we no longer need to walk today

The trip that made our legs give out

The trip that made us take a rest

But now as we  look upon the past

The trip was a veiw into a world unseen

The trip with rides to be unbelieved

The trip made with family reunited

In great times that will not be forgotten

It is hard now that those moments are gone

Family still here leaves the moments last long.

This poem is about: 
Me

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