Hot vibrant sun now pours the sand,
Fighting waves that pound the shore,
While wild eyed sky expands the line,
Stretching wide to countless crore.
There ice cold snow continues falling,
Making mountains climb their heights,
Skiers fight to take the challenge,
Scoring land pristine and white.
Flying in my hot air balloon,
Sunrise falling from above,
Feeling only one thing missing,
You, in my embrace, my love.
© Copyright 2015 Robin McShane