Bruised Passports
Before my eyes close forever
and I take my final flight,
I want to see the world,
and wallow in the sights.
I want to swim with the dolphins
in Hawaiian water so blue.
I want to climb the Great Pyramid,
and stand next to the statue of Zeus.
I want to visit the Empire State Building,
looking down on the world below.
I want to stumble around and explore
the Mayan Ruins in Mexico.
I want to ring in the new year
watching the ball drop in Time Square.
I want to travel to a Dublin pub
to get drunk on Irish beer.
I want to ride a train cross country
to see the Statue of Liberty.
I want to be humbled in the Spirit
as I stand in awe at Calvary.
I want my passport to be tattered,
Its pages full of stamps and bruised.
It will be our little book of memories,
“The Adventures of Me and You”.