Travel’s End – May Grant


By May Grant

Travel’s never straight
down the road and through the gate.

But when I glimpsed your smile,
your silver gift eclipsed the miles.

Loosen your tie,
slip off your glove.

Wherever we land
is home, my love.

May Cornelia Grant has been writing all her life, non-professionally. Her articles have appeared in numerous small magazines and newspapers.

Posted in Poems about Travel.