Unwound

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

 

 

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