Note - I found this poem in an old notebook that my sons had found while clearing out their bedroom. I didn't remember writing the poem but, as I read it, my 22 year old said it sounded like one of mine! I also looked up some of the words just to make sure it wasn't someone else's, although I don't know why I would have written out a poem in my book that wasn't mine. The scribbles, edits, and crossings out would, perhaps, also be a clue that it is something I wrote. 🤣

There was no title (as I rarely include titles unless I have to). There was no date on the poem either. With the help of some other notes in the book that mentioned a day and date (but not the year), however, I deduced that the poem was probably written some time in 2013.

I have made up the title on the spot today (Sunday 14th August 2022) but please feel free to comment if you have any better ideas for the title.

Envisage

Here I am at Brooklyn Bridge

I can see the Eiffel Tower

As I stand against Niagara Falls 

I feel alive with power.

 

In truth, I have been nowhere

No such exciting times

I only envisage the moments

Within my imagining mind.

Oh, how wonderful it would be

To have such opportunity

But I must continue to stand alone

Against the old oak

In a garden, overgrown.

by Sapphire M. Ravenclaw

While I have never visited the places mentioned in the poem, I have since visited plenty of other places in England as well as my first trip to another country in 2019 (Mallorca). There are still so many places - in the UK and abroad - that are on my bucket list. Perhaps I'll write more about them if it happens.