When it's quiet it is great to close your eyes
And relax to think of your happy place
Think of a tropical beach in the sun
The water lapping to the white sands
A sailing boat in a lagoon lazily on the breeze
With the same breeze cool on your face
There is no care to spoil your paradise made.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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