David Taylor

Getting Away From It All

He laughed out loud
as I placed the suitcases
in the trunk.

What are you doing?

Going on holiday,
you know, get away from it all,
relax on the beach
soak up the sun
with a cold beer,
find peace and tranquillity.....
well you know;
a holiday.

So why are you taking
everything with you?
He asked smiling.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2008

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  • Lynda Robson (3/19/2008 6:44:00 AM)

    Like the man who went to buy cigarettes and never returned, good writing David,10
    Lynda xx

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