So Many Skies ,
I\'m yet to see.
So many goodbye\'s,
Still in store for me.
So many magnificent places,
That still don\'t have my traces.
So many books still unread,
I wonder about them as I sit on my bed.
To live for the hope of it all,
To experience nostalgia for the memories I recall.
So many things, yet to explore,
So much for me, still in store.