I sit in our hotel room <br />and ponder the days ahead <br />the adventures each new day will bring. <br />I am not going to even try <br />to imagine the delights ahead, <br />but let the card fall <br />however, they are dealt. <br /> <br />Some people when on holiday <br />wish for lots of good weather. <br />For me it’s not the weather <br />but those whom I will meet. <br />The laughter we might enjoy <br />listening to the funny things that made up our lives. <br />These are the important things <br />when I go on holiday. <br /> <br />7 June 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-canadian-chronicles-004/
