Mediterranean flowers perfumed the air.
The morning sun rising showed little care,
for the dew on the grass that it ushered away.
Another bliss morning for another bliss day.
The sound of the sea gently kissing the shore.
I love where I came from, but I needed this more.
High wispy clouds said hello to the sun,
then melted away until there were none.
Gold coloured sand ran down to the sea,
and played with the ripples, tumbling free.
A lone little dog with no hesitation,
went bounding on in through the wave’s susurration.
I sat on the wall, I could sit here for life.
Away from the stresses devoid of all strife.
But soon I must leave and return to the grind.
With a tear in my eye I’ll leave all this behind.