I peered through my window as I lay in bed, the sky looked so inviting.
The bright sun shone its rays at me, in a manner warm and exciting.
It lured me out of my cosy bed to the splendour of the day;
to see my smiling garden patch, and my flowers that looked so gay.
Everything seems to come to life when the sky is cobalt blue;
the birds appear from nowhere as they sing their songs in cue.
A crisp perfume wafts through the air, leaving strong the heart's desire,
to walk a long and endless walk, and see what will transpire.
so I donned my coat and walking shoes, and left my house behind,
and set upon my nice long trek, and searched for peace of mind.
I went past many houses that I'd never seen before;
high brick walls, and picket fences, and the odd colonial door.
Though I had driven past this route, my eyes they could not see;
but now I've finally quit the race, and I have been set free.
P. Coracas (C)
20.08 1998