He wandered onto a certain path

It led to a different world each time

Maybe it was somehow dependent upon

The sun or the moon the stars or the wind

Always a different destination for the Accidental Tourist

I shall drink some coffee wondering what may be in it

Maybe I can have a turn at following his path

Photo by John Mccann on Unsplash

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My name is Larry Trasciatti I live in Long Beach New York, am sixty two years old and have been writing poetry for around the past five years .

You can read more of my writing at EASTELMHURST.A.GO.GO