Holiday Life
A lifetime habit Of travel and return Summer days in this country Are rare I have learned So I spread my wings In a plane, I take flight hustling here and there To check out the sights This is my happy place During the season I live in my caravan For this very reason Winter is so sad Though I still have fun In some ways glad As I seek out winter sun A traveller I will alway be Till the day that I die My heart is for the sea Where my ashes shall lie Copyright Kizzy York aka K.J.Oakes Summer 2018