A Place To Lay... Poem by tilianker lianker

The breeze blows cool and gay...
The sun shines in a monsoon day...
I just want to put my theme away...
And stroll freely and find a place to lay...
And watch the innocence of children play...
While putting the adults away at bay!

the allure of the cool moist breeze...
how i long for tis moment to freeze...
the slender tender hands of the gleaming sands...
stroking and touching the feet where i stand...
I looked at the beautiful blue skies...
Oh! Tis is my mental emotional paradise!