Getting Away From It All

He laughed out loud
as I placed the suitcases
in the trunk.

What are you doing?

Going on holiday,
you know, get away from it all,
relax on the beach
soak up the sun
with a cold beer,
find peace and tranquillity.....
well you know;
a holiday.

So why are you taking
everything with you?
He asked smiling.

by David Taylor

Comments (1)

Like the man who went to buy cigarettes and never returned, good writing David,10 Lynda xx