the cookie on the floor...

the cookie on the floor...

Monday, March 23, 2009

.:.Summer Vacation (From Me to You).:.


Faraway from the concrete jungle,

I hear paradise calling out to me,

I could hear the bells jingle,

I know there’s where I want to be.


The ocean breeze and golden sand,

From the ocean floor to human land,

There’s just so much to do,

You’d wish this life would never end.


Laying on the soft smooth sand,

Under a blanket of diamonds,

Looking up I’d wonder,

About things no words can express.


As days go by time and time again,

I wish the hands of time would never move again,

So that I could stay in this moment,

For the rest of my life.

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