The Roads in my mind!

How I wish I trekked the town, 
The days I danced like a clown! 
Always trying to jazz around,
 From outside you felt I was dawdling along, 
Happily I gave myself passive assent, 
Today physically I'm stuck, perplexed, 
and still my mind goes off to gallivant!

(46 words)

Author’s Note:
This was written in response to the Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #162. The challenge was to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “Gallivant” (or any of its forms) in exactly 46 words. Thank you, Sammi for hosting this challenge. 🙂

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