Getaway

In just 6 hours, a new world.

Strange faces and bright sounds,

Immersed in possibility,

Hope fills a helium heart.

 

The excitement of sunrise,

Of early mornings,

As fresh breezes kiss warm cheeks.

A start of adventure.

 

Spring steps through summer sun,

The streets stretch  for miles.

Each stop, snap snap, and forward on,

Never still.

 

Smiles greet,

And sweetness melts on our tongue,

And our hair blows free,

The day still young.

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