It's time to go,
My heart says< 'No'.
My brain explores
And my soul soars
O'er cliffs and beach
And waves that reach
To sky so blue,
Nice people too.
Goodbye hotel,
Salt sea air smell,
Good friends, good views,
Do not blow fuse.
Holiday great,
Home life awaits.
Edith Oram
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/departure-42/
