DING - DONG
" this is a call to passengers traveling to Ithaka, by way of Kensal Green.
Please have your passports and tickets ready, to be seen".
So did I pack well for this adventure I 'm on,
do I really need the kichen sink I thought I 'd take along.
All those clothes to impress, suits, shirts, ties all layed
Where once all I carried , was a bucket and spade
Then my only foot-print was in soft gritty sand,
As I licked melting coned creamyness, that dripped on my hand
When every moment was filled with sun shine on skys powered blue
And even when grey, still the rainbow shone through
So leaving behind that tightly packed luggage, no room left inside,
But filled up with baggage, I'd aquired on the ride
Cluching my shoulder bag is all that I need, it seems
For tomorrow I 'll buy a new suit case and fill it, with new journyed dreams
DING --DONG
final call