Wednesday, March 4, 2015

'Twas the night before departure


Twas the night before departure, clothes all over the house. 
Not a place to sit, not even the couch. 
The outfits were packed in her suitcase with care,
And shoes of course, each and every pair. 
Nicole was nestled all snug in her bed,
While visions of gelato danced in her head. 
I brushed my teeth and slipped into my gown,
A good sleep was needed after two finals down. 

I wish I may, I wish I might, 
A goodnight to all and to me a good flight. ✈️

See you soon, Firenze ❤️

--ColeyAnne

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