This Is My Paradise

I picture myself

sun bathing on a beach,

The sun is - .

I can hear the waves.

As I daydream.

I put on my shades,

And my sun screen.

Lie down on my

Sandy beach towel

And fall into a deep sleep.

There are seagulls overhead,

Children playing in the sand.

I can hear it all.

I can feel it all.

I can see it all.

I smell the fresh, salty water.

Is this real? - It can't be a dream.

I don't really want to know.

I never want to awake from this "dream"

. i s . my . e .

I never want to leave.