My Xanadue
If I could go to Xanadue,
what place, would Xanadue be?
It would have a sky so blue,
and an aqua marine green sea,
for it would have sand so white,
and palm tree's, oh so tall,
to walk on it, a pure delite,
and you just could never, see them all,
maybe I'de live, in a lil ole shack,
and go fishing, day to day,
there'de be no days,
to keep track,
uder the sun's yellow orange ray's,
there'de be no chaios or distress,
a place of bauty,
to go and regress,
there would be beautiful sea shells lining the bewach,
and here,
marine animals,
for they would teach,
If I could go to my Xanadue,
Ide then be a believer,
that wishes,
"they do come true".
Copyright © Susan Viscione | Year Posted 2010
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