I wish I could spend days
building sand castles by the sea
strolling down the streets of London
eating baguettes on Paris sidewalks
I wish I could spend days
writing, absorb in magical words
not worrying about the next paycheck
and living a comfortable life
I wish I could spend days
swimming in those daydreams
that blend into night tales
perhaps it’s not too late
Sounds like lovely wishes to me! Oh to eat baguettes on Paris sidewalks without a care in the world. Nice.
ReplyDelete"I wish I could spend days / writing, absorb in magical words"...how did you read my mind? :)
ReplyDeleteIt is never too late to make a wish come true.
ReplyDeleteWhat a world of heaven
ReplyDeletecould be when meaning
and purpose iS MoVinG
ConNecTinG CreaTinG
Free
wHere
the only
cheap thrills
never include
a dollar bill.. wHere
social roles and Happiness
hOld hands as primitive folks
still do in the 20 most peaceful
small communities.. where give
and share is the only rule
of fearless love..
where
bLack
green
back dollar
bills have no devil life tHeRe..
i for one.. create my own life tHeRe..
and yes..
the evidence
all suggests as
documented as such..
it works.. it works.. juST liKe tHis..
with never work and only practice LiVinG arT..:)
What a wonderful leisure wish.... love it.
ReplyDeleteI thought once I retired this would be my fate, but I have to confess that all kinds of things have moved in to take up the slack. I think some of that is my doing, and your poem reminds me to preserve and enjoy that leisure time a little bit more.
ReplyDeleteThank you everyone.
ReplyDeleteLovely wishes!
ReplyDeletewonderful wishing thinking that flows like water
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