My love waits for me <br />on a distant shore <br />where palm trees grow <br />and gentle warms winds blow. <br />Where golden sands stretch <br />for as far as the eyes can see <br />and the crystal blue waters <br />roll to the shore lazily. <br />Where the large golden eye <br />looks down from the sky <br />and life moves at a slower pace <br />as time slips silently by. <br />Away from the maddening crowd, <br />my life’s treasure awaits for my returning <br />to our home once more <br />when my roving days are through. <br /> <br /> <br />2 October 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/idyllic/
