Mile Long Smile

I am a frequent flyer

Member of the miles program.

Airport hopper, sometimes take a chopper.

Trekked the distant mountains

Skied along the cold snow.

Swam across the flooding rivers

Rested by the verdant meadows.

Ate the fruit of my labor

Refreshed and set again to go.

Scorched in the simmering desert

Saved by the oasis, dates to remember.

Traveled by the train when it rained

In the rickety bus to the town familiar .

Trudged along the singular path

With only one thing in my mind.

Here I am knocking at your doors

Just to see your mile long smile.