Sometimes I Want To Live

Sometimes I want to live

In cool breezes and calm waters

Where peaks rise in rocky splendor

And lakes lavish in green and blue.

 

Sometimes I want to live

Where sea crashes onto sand,

And palms weave and lean

Slightly into the ocean’s wind.

 

Sometimes I want to live

In wooden halls with wooden pews,

Where sunlight make an entrance

Through leaden stained glass.

 

But where I live is in none of these.

It is in a modest townhouse

With a modest yard where kids run through

And climb up on the rock, shrieking.

 

And yet my heart bids away

To distant lands and dreamy spaces,

To mountain and marine air

And the sounds of waves and trees.

 

© 2017 Valerie Hathaway

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