So Few Pictures I Have
Done That
So often it seems,
I've done others' dreams.
Been there, done that,
in a life full to the seams.
Rode the train into Union Station,
like Abe Lincoln used to do.
Viewed his memorial alone at 2 am,
descending Washington Monument, too.
Enjoyed bears three times in the wild,
picked off a flying pheasant with a 22,
caught a musky when I was only 13,
walked beside a bull elk in Alberta, too.
Spent two days in the Cairo Museum,
Dinosaur National Monument hidden gem,
Pagsanjan Falls Japanese in long johns,
El Fuego erupting from the air back then.
Enough Forrest Gump encounters,
with great people from before,
learning they are just like you and I,
striving to know and do more.
Drove Northwest to Prince George, BC,
Southwest all the way to San Felipe, Baja,
Southeast to Miami, Northeast to Hartford,
and everywhere in between much more.
I don't need a bucket list,
having done more than most.
Have toured foreign countries,
with local friends as my host.
I'm content with my memories,
to write of the adventurous lore,
that insatiable desire to know,
seeking, but finding so much more.
Copyright 2024 © Ronald W. Hull
5/2/24
You can read and print this poem at my website here.
It's been a while since I made some comments.
But I can relate to this poem at 75 and still alive!
I am at a point where going "over there" does not matter much.
Sometimes I'd rather stay home where things have a personal touch.
I live in a home that's big and meets all of our needs.
It's like being on vacation with two little cats to feed.
So if I don't travel too much, it's OK with me.
I'm so happy to be home because our home is where I want to be.
Thank you for the inspiration, Ron!
Regis (Reg) 🙏🎸🎶🌸🌳🦋🦄🦆🐼🦉☘🌲🌎
Rebecca