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[title] => Sunlit beach
[time] => 2003-10-28 09:04:49
[hometext] => Holidays, like life, sometimes just go too quickly.But the memories remain.
[bodytext] => My holiday is over I can no longer sip coffee overlooking the sea No longer feel the warmth of Summer kissing my face as I wake to a new day Peace and tranquility fading into memory The stars do not shine as brightly through my veil of clouds I cannot watch the sun stretch its fingers far across the water Hear the birds chorus daybreak in sweet soothing tone Or the whisper of leaves from the high palms above There was an easiness there A comforting caress of sand between my toes A sense of time perfectly slowed, a long pause for breath But time is not stopped, it marches on Too soon everything neatly packed away One last look, one more vain camera click The real world crept up behind me Wished too eagerly to claim me back I think about that final day,my temporary home on which I turned the key Not just the wardrobes that were left empty, I took an emptiness with me Rain drills the night air as it taps upon my window Mocks me, reminds me that I'm home Daydreaming, capturing moments of the past Frames of time like photographs I keep as souvenirs I drift off again to the beauty of that place And walk once more, silently, on a sunlit beach. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 18 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => (Approved By Mod_1) [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Holiday Poetry )
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