Our life journey can affect us, in many ways
Each section taking, years-months-week or days
Could it be the places, we get chance to call home
Or is it the people, interchanged with as we roam

Was there a plan, or did we randomly pick a reason
Why we went in that direction, or based on the season
Coastal areas when warm sun and sand , was the lure
Or did we focus on isolation, solitude a wintery cure

Whatever the choice, maybe reminded by a scene
Or people we encountered, that hover in our dreams
Every moment, whether happy or sad will be recorded
In our memories to remember, special ones hoarded

In the closet of our mind, to pull out and make us smile
But were these the only reason, we travelled many miles
Experiences gained, and friends that we made and lost
These are the price, as moving on we paid the cost

Some we never forget, though other gradually must fade
from our daily thoughts, and at that time when we made
Those memories, that enriched our lives and made us whole
It is the journey that was important, not the outcome our goal.

Was I searching for something, as I moved from place to place
And sometimes my thoughts are jolted, when I recognize a face
Where do I know them from, or am I truly wrong and mistaken
I smile at them when it happens, glad about my journey's taken....