"The Jamaica Dream, Again"

Wishing to myself
that this day would never come
Now I know it's time
to tally up and determine the sum
Of my wealth and then decide
just what is it I'm gonna do
Lay on pure white beaches
or spend another winter here with you
Cuddled under blankets
wasting the time away
Or sitting on white sand beaches
watching the palm trees sway
From the warm sea breezes
that once blew thru my hair
I really don't want to be here
for winter again this year
As you read these few words
that suddenly came to me
know that one thing is always true
not even I know where I want to be

©1998 Jim Nasium

"I fall to pieces"

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