Shirt and Jacket from the secondhand bag too
And my jeans fit perfectly, I think
before I lost the baby fat last spring
I'm carrying a borrowed backpack
Filled with my greatest earthly treasures and a snack
My Bible, journals, and a book of stories tied with string
Stories that I wrote when I was just sixteen
I have a pair of warm gloves and a wallet with no cash
I have an empty coffee cup and feeling that will pass
I have an empty book and pencil here with me
I hope I there is just enough change to buy my coffee
I packed a suitcase this morning, and gave the rest away
I'll take less, just what I think I will need on the next adventure
I prefer simplicity to clutter, and the burden that stuff brings
I'd rather have children, than expensive earthly things.
I would rather fill my books with memories together,
I would rather fill my children's hearts with lasting treasures.
I would rather explore the world and hear the church bells ring,
Than have a stable home filled with precious things.
Photo albums, facebook posts, and borrowed boots.
Holding hands and walking in the rain.
Train tickets, plane tickets, bus tickets too.
Packing light, dreaming big, still in my daughter's shoes.