Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

Too many things to see
Face lit up with a glee
Never mind the sad bad weather
My skin is made of thick leather

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta

London 

On the busy streets of London
There is no time for boredom

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

On the busy streets of London
There really is no time for boredom

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

Over the rooftops
To the hustle and bustle
Of the streets of London
In just a few hops

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

Rain, rain, rain
Running down the drain
Around in the City of London
Without the feeling of boredom

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

Follow the lines
And you’ll be fine
Eyes wide open
Seeing more than hoping

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

A few raindrops do not harm
Even a little storm
Won’t keep me away
From the London sway

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

A few old castles
And a famous dungeon
Hop on a bus
Without much fuss

Posted in World Wide Wednesday

“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.” 
Ibn Battuta

London 

In the evening
You are dreaming
Of how much more
The next day has in store