Sun kissed

I wish I could,
Sail away for a week,
Maybe even more,
Forget all chores,
Find a new life on some far flung golden shore,
Swim into someone else’s life,
Pause and pose on a warm deck with a glass of something chilled,
Listening to the lullaby of the waves as the sun sets,
No nappies, no feeding bottles,
No sleepless nights filled with fitful cries,
Instead I could be dancing beneath a star bedecked sky.

An alluring orange lipstick tinted mirage,
But not tempting enough,
For no dream holiday could replace the adventure of watching the tiny form in the safe harbour of his cot,
A cuddle with him is worth an eternity of parties on a rich person’s yacht.