It's the final day as we all take photographs and say goodbye; a thought goes through my mind.
I may never see any of you again. I don't want to let go of the many memories we have made.
Yet I know that will not happen as the memories we have created have been engraved on my heart and left a deep impression in my mind.
My First Poem
I feel abandoned, alone and helpless
I am misunderstood by so many people
We have come to journeys end
In a distant land we will meet again
Through time and space, shadow and light
Think of past battles and the final fight
The gushing of the clear blue water is refreshing as you cool your over-heated, over-worked body. Rebuilding a civilisation is taking longer than expected.
The breeze is reviving as it rustles the palm leaves. Two, three, four coconuts fall and smack the ground, cracking open the hard shell to reveal the soft flesh and thirst-quenching milk within.
The boring hours tick by
as I sit in the room with the thing
His watchful, daring green eye
gazing at the book in which I wrote.
When I look into your eyes my heart starts to tremble
When I touch your hand my heart weaves itself around yours
When you hold me in your arms I'm in heaven
And when I'm with you I'm happy.