I walked across the sandy beach,
The tropical birds creating a loud screech.
The soft silky sand making it's way through my toes,
And a small dense of trees, in a bunch, not a row.
I inhale the dry, salty air,
The sweet aroma of the excotic fruits, too delicious to bare.
The sky, deep and blue,
The sun shining a ray onto the ocean.
The waves crashing onto the sand,
Washing over my ankles.
The star shaped leaves,
On the tall palm trees.
I look across the glorious island,
Amazed by the magnificent sight.

I can't sleep,
I can hear something.
Someone's here,
I'm not alone.
It's getting closer,
I can hear footsteps in the hall.
Someone's here,
I'm not alone.
One voice,
Two people.
Someone's here,
I'm not alone.
The door handle turning,
The door slowly opening.
Someone's there!
I'm not alone!
I say "Hello?"
They run away.
The someone is gone,
I am alone.

I walk down the street,
Like I am in one of those adverts,
I swish my hair, and skip to the beat,
Of the old man's song.
It is quite a nice one,
A lovely rhythm,
A shame the song is almost done,
I think I will give him some money.
*Then I will nip to the shop,
The botuique,
Then I will stop at the market,
And buy some groceries.

Live,
A full happy life.
Be,
Who you wanna be.
Believe,
You can do it.
Love,
The one who is right for you.
Light,
The path you are going to take.