A weekend where I can get away from it all
off in that plane, as I pray we don't fall
finally I'm met at the end with a smile
thanking dear God I've yet to live for a while!
Whisked away in the car to the mountains beyond
to walk through the trees and sit under fern fronds
breathing fresh air from the mountains around
for if I stay in the city I think I might drown!
Wildflowers poking their heads through the rocks
as native birds overhead fly around in their flocks
the gurgling stream as it flows bye and bye
as I sigh with this peace looking up at the sky.
Walking along I turn to look at the view
this scene goes on forever as the green meets the blue
it's at times like these that I feel so serene
for God's glory I see with nothing between.
Then for a wander through a quaint country town
tea, scones, jam and cream I just gobble on down
then all too soon it's time to head back to the hustle
as I pray once again for a plane with plenty of muscle!
Yet what a fine time I have had this weekend
if not for such trips I might just go round the bend
these times are important for my spirit to rest
as I await for next weekend when once more I'll be blessed.
In a list
A contest entry
- My Lovely Weekend by Pete Greenslade.
450 points, ended February 5, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i love the quaint country towns and scones and tea,, instead of the plane, i would rather drive there in your little sports car, i have enjoyed weekends touring like this myself.. you have created a beautiful mellow weekend , thank you and good luck ,pp
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nawr this sounds like the perfect life for a weekend gran i love the way i felt i was there aswell. best of luck
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Sounds like the perfect weekend, I love this, felt like I went with you... goodluck in this contest
Karen
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