To the moonlit shores,
On and beyond massive lakes,
Rebuilding hope in Germany.
Purple mountains and spacious skies,
Up in the hills, down under the sea.
Many places I’ve been!
So many to come!
The things I’ve seen.
The faith reborn.
The people so kind.
I shall never forget.

I have traveled to many places and see many things. This poem tells of so few, but my most memorable.

© D.J. Winters 2003