My Fantasy Holiday
My Fantasy Holiday
Another grey and dismal day so damp
To work I trudge along the streets of old
Through puddles ankle deep I grisly tramp
All muffled up, clothed to fight the cold
Each day I pass the poster on the wall
Inviting me to far off tropic isle
A place I’ve never been so can’t recall
But I imagine and within me comes a smile
Today I linger for a moment there
And flinch, when I let out a shout
Maybe a trick of light but I could swear
The boats upon the sea, bobbed about
Warm waves are gently lapping round my feet
As silently the sea rolls to and fro
On bare shoulders, burning sun does beat
For once my body feels all a glow
I run along the beach far and wide
Great fortresses I build upon the sand
Lay on a bed of leaves and by my side
Exotic fruits and drinks are close at hand
I look into the bluest of blue skies
Beneath the shading leaves of the palm
I dream as if asleep with open eyes
In this place so peaceful and so calm
Across my feet the icy waters flow
Down my neck, rain begins to drip
The picture fades, I know it’s time to go
One day I’m sure I’ll really make that trip
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