Island Home
When I grow old and leave this world
Within my eyes will be held
The beauty of this Island home
Where I have forever dwelled
The lushness of evergreen trees
And salt upon the endless sea
Of craggy rocks forged by time
The only place I wish to ever be
Quaint salt and pepper houses
Gaily coloured in rainbows hues
Reflected in the mighty sea
Of the most amazing blues
Of sailors weathered smiles
On the windswept hardened land
Such wondrous beauty to unfold
As sea rolls upon golden sand
Where whales swim nonchalantly
Between brightly coloured dories
And seagulls soar the heavenly skies
Amid pillowy clouds of glory
People so open and friendly
Wave a very warm hello
Friends and loved ones sadly missed
More than anyone could ever know
To leave this place forever
Will tear away my soul
For I know that I will leave it
When I grow very old
Some people dream of heaven
The great expanse above
I simply dream of my island home
That I have come to love
For its taste and feel fill me
And no matter where I end up to dwell
I will never, ever forget
Its salty, welcoming smell
Its beauty is a part of me
Tranquil and at peace
My island home in the sea
Is my sweet release!
Copyright © Bernadette Langer | Year Posted 2006
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