White Sand with a Blue OceanA Poem by SarahThe daydream hit me at a quarter to three While sitting in the boardroom staring at a screen As an old man blustered and flapped his gums Patting his back for the crappy work that he’d done I felt the sun and cool breeze on my face Suddenly transported to my favorite place White Sand with a Blue Ocean The combination is a beautiful potion Against the hardships and rigors of life The hustle and the bustle and the struggle and strife When all you want is that one cool night On white sand with a blue ocean I woke with a start from my pleasant daydream Since the old man was pointing and speaking to me About metrics and data, and business blah, blah He was stuck in a loop obsessing about the past My priorities shifted and my eyes glossed once more As I thought of relaxing on my favorite shore of White Sand with a Blue Ocean The combination is a beautiful potion To listen to the ocean sing and to wave With mother Nature putting on a display So I can watch all the animals play On white sand with a blue ocean I’d be in a beach chair, a flower in my hair My rum drink’s almost gone What’s that I see there, a pool boy on the stair With another drink that’s meant for me Time to retire since I’m meant to be On shore of White Sands with a Blue Ocean The combination is a beautiful potion To give us pause so we think and reflect On what’s important and what not to forget Sometimes in life things will turn out correct When I sit on white sand with a blue ocean © 2018 SarahReviews
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