Be inspired by these short poems about travel. May they remind you of what you would like to visit, but also remind you of what you have where you are. All of life is a journey that we travel each day.
Some folks leave home for money
And some leave home for fame,
Some seek skies always sunny,
And some depart in shame.
I care not what the reason
Men travel east or west,
Or what the month or season -
The home-town is the best.
Let him who will, go wander
To distant towns to live,
Of some things I am fonder
Than all they have to give.
The gold of distant places
Could not repay me quite
For those familiar faces
That keep the home-town bright.
O toiling hands of mortals!
O unwearied feet,
Traveling we know not whither!
Soon, soon, it seems to you,
You must come forth on some conspicuous hilltop,
And but a little way further, against the setting sun,
Descry the spires of El Dorado.
Little do ye know your own blessedness;
For to travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive,
And the true success is to labor
When you see a man in woe.
Walk straight up and say, "Hullo!"
Say, "Hullo!" and "How d'ye do?
How's the world been using you?"
Slap the fellow on his back.
Bring your hand down with a whack;
Waltz straight up and don't go slow.
Shake his hand and say, "Hullo!"
When big vessels meet, they say.
They salute and sail away:
Just the same as you and me.
Lonely ships upon the sea.
Each one sailing his own jog
For a port beyond the fog;
Let your speaking-trumpet blow.
Lift your horn and cry, "Hullo!"
Say "Hullo!" and "How do ye do?"
Other folks are good as you.
When you leave your house of clay.
Wandering in die far away;
When you travel through the strange
Country far beyond the range.
Then the souls you've cheered will know
Who you be, and say, "Hullo!"