Ensconced once again
Fresh from holidaying in the sun
A break from taxing the brain
Lounging in the sunshine, fun
Lingering walks along the promenade
Laying off on a black sandy beach
From this dreams are made
Sitting off in an easy chair, a cool beer within reach
A glass of champagne, toast the sunset
Climbing 7000 feet high
Memories we’ll not forget
Stargazing, a clear night sky
Mind and body now refreshed
Words aplenty to spill onto blank pages
Time now to retire to the man shed
See what transpires when the mind engages.
(c) Chris Black 2016
