The metamorphosis begins........

I’ve had it all!
Winter in three styles and summer in two.....all vastly different.
But I leave the final winter with a tan
Which will fade
Like colors that have been too long exposed
To bright light and heat
It is not those things which will cause the remnants
Of a summer holiday to leave me

It is distance
And space
And time...

I leave
Dearest friends
Sausage dogs
And spring flowers

I take
Sensations and emotions
Adventured days
Beach memories
Bush colors and chaos
Rekindled friendships

Inserted
In my mind
Lie possibilities
And dreams
Perhaps realities and hopes

Should I return
When I return
To familiar spaces and places
But I cannot think of that.....
New time brings new space
Possibilities

And it is nearly time
To drag my alter ego
From her sandy limbo
And place her
Centre stage

Welcome back.......almost
Florence of Arabia