Till My Lips Turn Blue
I'm badly in need of a holiday
It happens every year at this time
Need to go where the palm trees grow
And the sun shines most of the time
A total break from everyday stuff
And this frigid Canadian winter
Somewhere where the moon above
Causes the waves to shimmer
An island paradise away from it all
The every daily trials at home
To lose myself on a fantasy island
No email, no internet, no phone
A place where time doesn't exist
Where nothing is done in a rush
The pace is slow and oh so easy
With surroundings green and lush
The vision I see is heaven on earth
Hope one day it will all come true
Till then I'll shiver and curse out loud
As my lips turn a shade of blue!
© Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015
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