There are days when you wish
you were lazing on a sunny beach
in the tropics somewhere.
Sitting under a palm tree
with a beautiful woman under your arm,
alone just the two of you
without a care in the world.
Sitting there watching the sun
slip out of the sky in the west
and the moon slowly climbing in the east.
If only this was reality,
but it is nice to dream at least.
5 July 2007
Why don't I dream of sunny beaches etc., but somehow I never do, my dreams are crazy mixed up happenings that I can't really remember when I wake up, only little flashes of something that is elusive. Lovely thought though, especially with our summer this year, can't even get as far as lazing, let alone a sunny place to laze in. Nice write David. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Hold on... change the weather and the trees and the location and the moon direction (ahem) and it is reality isn't it! ! ! :) Lovely D. t x
Yes it is my friend, it gets to you looking out at endless rain on your two week holiday... book me a ticket to the sun...10
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I would like to translate this poem
I'm with you all the way on this one David, I like it. Thank you. Kind regards David