Holiday Garden Views. Poem by David Boyce

As you sit in the still air,
Waiting for the day to begin,
Watching the movement of the trees,
Finding Spiritual inspiration from within.

A singular white boat on the sea,
Bobbing with the water flow,
The sea looks different blues,
From the early morning glow.

The seas riptide folding over,
After hitting the rocks and reefs,
Lengths of white waves,
Hiding the dangers beneath.

Gathering grasses and twigs,
You see the small birds upon the thatch,
Flying around the surrounding area,
Making nests for their eggs to hatch.

You note what you're seeing,
Things you cannot chose,
Relaxing on a sun bed,
With your holiday garden views.

Written by David Boyce
2 July 2026