poems

Where I want to be

I reach up feeling the sun rays on my face, the blue sky up above,

The soft sound of the water hitting the shore, wetting my feet

I breath in the clear air, hearing children playing all around.

The sweet laughter and flying sand

The soft hits of the buckets and spade.

I open my eyes with the sun shining on my face,

I walk softly along the waters edge, sand beneath my feet.

Peaceful is what I feel and what I enjoy

The wind is flowing through my hair.

The sounds of more laughter and loud music fills my ears

Coloured lights and spinning machines

I walk towards it slipping on my sandals

Walking towards the stalls filled with sweets.

Coloured balloons floating in the air

Teddies in the arms of children

The loud screams of fun and terror from the rides.

Here is where I am

This is where I want to be.