Poetry

I see pitch black, and then blue,
The blue of a clear tropical sky,
Partnered with wispy clouds
And the sun smiling down, towering above me.

I shake off my tired head
And stagger out of my hammock,
To cool myself down in the sea,
Though near-blindness kicks in
From the shining, sparkling water.
This still does not stop me from having a relaxing swim
Before the tide forces me gracefully back to shore.

At sunset, I stroll along home
Walking along the steep cliff edge,
I see the horizon eating up the descending sun,
As the sun leaves a fiery, blurry yellow line
Reflecting on the rippling water.

I then arrive at my beautiful seaside villa.
Oh my God I had a dream of living in this palace,
And it is now a reality.

I open the door with a smile,
And I am welcomed by the sight
Of my lotto-winning ticket,
In a frame, on my wall.

Oh my God I had a dream of living this life
And it is now a reality.