This Shakespearean sonnet is about the time when I first left to begin traveling. I am very sorry, I don't have a picture that I have taken to use for this poem. The rhyming pattern is ABCB.
I am about to go on a journey
France, New York, England- Oh where should I go?
Off to the airport I will be heading,
Getting everything on board is a show!
At least a place a week will be nice
Good thing I packed enough for a year.
I wonder what will happen while I'm gone
Off I go right now- I don't have a fear.
Traveling by train, plane, boat and more
Experiencing many nice places.
Where will I go today and tomorrow?
Wherever I am I will leave traces.
Away from my family- it's just me
Will my travels take me home? Just maybe!