Well the day is here again,
That day when we leave,
Leave the hotel,
Our favourite hotel,
Almost our second home.
No more looking out,
Looking out from the balcony
To see the beautiful sea.
Another wonderful time was had,
They do all for us, we do nothing,
Do nothing except enjoy ourselves.
So once more we leave,
We leave today,
But we leave knowing,
Knowing we will be back,
Be back soon,
Be back soon to our second home,
Our second home on the Isle of Wight.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 5th, 2024 02:07
- Comment from author about the poem: We are only coming back another four times this year!
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 9
- Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
Comments3
If your on a good thing, stick to it!
Thank you 2781, we will stcick to it.
Andy
Good write Gold.
You seen that prisoner about? Hope not, as it means he's escaped before his parole!
Thanks Orchi.
No he had gone!
A beautiful write Andy. You both deserve this. 😉👍
Thank you AP, most kind.
Andy
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