Reality of work and kids back to school
One final day to take the sun
Before the commute recommences
The joy of a holiday to be replaced
By the trudge of feet and sea of anonymous faces
As the aircraft soar into the morning sky
Still on the beach of calm you lie
The near perfect vista stretches beyond the sea
A gentle wave rides into your feet
Once more your mind starts to drift
Watching the children play in the sand
Wishing you could stay in this land.
Note on this piece: Observations of my wife and the changes in her mood on the final day of our holiday earlier this year. Tensing with the realisation that the break from the commute was soon to be over.
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