waking up tomorrow

I want to go to sleep so I can wake up tomorrow and for this to all be over.

For the stress of work to be finished and me being on holiday... relaxing and exploring.

For the worry of finance to be reduced slightly because I have a steady income.

For the aggression of everyday people;

their negative vibes to be turned into a positive for no other reason then the sun is shining.

For you to be back so that I can feel at ease again, simply being around you giving me a sense of peace.

For the younger me to be only a plane trip away and able to go and muck about with.

So I sleep and hope it comes to me in my dreams...

just for the next little while until things begin to unravel and start to become normal again.

in the garden

Today I slept amongst the roses; Philharmonic and Halle.

White and bright orange respectively, they were my friends for the day.

I heard new born babies whimpering and words of admiration for the inner circle.

But the best sound was that of children giggling.

Playing hide and seek amongst the beds of flowers and darting in between the hedges,

they were enjoying the day almost as much as me.

People took photos and walked,

laughed and canoodled as couples...

but seemed too composed on this postcard perfect day.

Many a time I wanted to join the children,

exploring the hidden elements of Regents Park and throwing their parents caution to the wind.

After much restraint, I settled for lying amongst my new friends and taking in their scent,

catching the suns rays and enjoying the sounds of others.