Ernestine Northover - Getting Away

The sea, the sun, the sand and the surf,
The views, the dunes, the cliffs and the turf,
The peace, the calm, the rest and the play,
The delights and the pleasures of just getting away.
The suspense, the excitement, the expectation and the thrill,
A holiday you've chosen of your own freewill.

The journey, the jokes, the jalopy and the jams,
The scenes, the valleys, the hillsides and the dams,
The dates, the location, the venue and the place,
The packing and the lugging of an over packed suitcase.
The restaurants, the cafes, the menus and the wines,
A holiday that's chosen for it's beautiful coastlines.

The reversal, the reluctance, the returning and the rain,
The sadness, the leaving, the glumness and migraine,
The routine, the office, the stress and the low pay,
The memories and the highlights of a happy hideaway.
The searching, the saving, the booking and the price,
A holiday is chosen for next year, to be precise!

© Ernestine Northover

Ernestine Northover

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