Thursday, June 14, 2012

Up on the Roof

Up for twenty hours, 
Many in the air -
Landed in a foreign city,
Near I don't know where.

Spent the whole day walking.
Who'd waste time on sleep?
'Til exhaustion into
All my bones did start to creep.

Bolstered by gelato,
A burger and a beer,
I thought I'd perked up just enough,
Then ended up right here:

Up on the rooftop garden,
Designed by my hotel.
Imagine if I always
Had the chance to live so well!

It's lovely, calm and peaceful,
With just a hint of breeze.
I rarely feel relaxed like this,
So totally at ease.

The sun is peeping through the clouds
And it is so serene,
I wish that every reader knew
Exactly what I mean.


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