Life and Traveling

Traveling can be fun right? But what does it mean to travel?
Does it mean that your mind is gone or is it your body?

When you think about traveling, you think oh I can go some where and have fun. Do people travel to get away from others or do they travel to get away from themselves?

Do people really mean that they want thier body or thier mind to travel?
I guess it just depends on the place and time and whom you are with...

03-23-10

poem by Kristen Palmitier
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I am a rose

What color am I? Am I red, pink, white, oh wait I am black...
Black is the color of many dark secret places and or ideas, which we may never want to enter...
So why do I feel like I am a black rose? Do I have secrets hidden so deep that no one can even sense them?
I wish I were a red and or a white rose. Those two colors can mean many of things but what you find the most is that of marriage...
Red is the color of love and white is the color in which we use mostly for a wedding. I want my darkness to turn to light. With my color of a rose may the light bring out a marriage...
I am a rose of many colors which one are you? ? ?

poem by Kristen Palmitier
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