The Mothership is waiting under the moon's bright guard.
Waste tanks empty and fuel tank full of diesel,
just anticipating the rush from the push of a pedal.
She has two new front shoes all raring to go,
with pressure so high it couldn't be called low.
The groceries were new and stored in their slots,
all ready for travel so they could go at least 50 knots.
The new Instant Pot had found a new home,
snugged under the table so it wouldn't roam.
Everything else has found its own place,
and has been placed inside at quite a pace.
We can only hope we have loaded it all,
and don't find we have left something behind til next Fall.
We'll leave early in the morn after rising sun,
with first stop near Troy, AL at an RV Park called Deer Run.