To Travel

To travel has ups and has downs.
It’s great to explore other towns
            But having to pack
            Can cause an attack
Of nerves, thus resulting in frowns.

The airport’s a place of such stress
The agents seem out to oppress.
            It’s needed, I’m sure
            To make things secure
But anxiety makes you a mess.

Yet getting to someplace that’s new,
Despite all the prep’s put you through
            Is sure to delight
            And being there might
Just reward you with joy that’s your due.