I've traveled near
I've traveled far
Around the globe and back
But there's a very special trip
For which I do not pack
I journey right outside my door
Into the grass so green
Where shadows from the shady trees
Create places where I am not seen
As I survey the growth of lilies
Planted just this spring
And enjoy the sounds of friendly birds
And the wonder nature brings
There'll be no stamp on my passport
For my journey here, you see
But when it comes to "getting away"
Home is a good place to be...
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