Writing My Island Home

[Axel]

In fresh mornings I greet you. My island home.

Surrounded by a shawl of turquiose.

Crowned by the most majestic of mountains.

Your waves caress my feet like the touch of an old friend.

Your balmy breeze fills my senses.

Olive trees in the evening, with a jasmine kiss...

The smell of home.

[Yu-Gi-Omg]

In fresh mornings I greet you. My island home.

Surrounded by a shawl of turquiose.

Crowned by the most majestic of mountains.

Your waves caress my feet like the touch of an old friend.

Your balmy breeze fills my senses.

Olive trees in the evening, with a jasmine kiss...

The smell of home.

 

I love how clear of an image I get from this poem! Great job! :D