Some days I wish
I had a magic carpet I could jump on
and fly away to a paradise
somewhere beyond the sun.

Where life is peaceful
and no angry words are heard.
Where everyone is a friend
and there is, no enemies to be found.

Oh, to have a magic carpet
to take me anywhere I wish,
like a deserted Island
of golden sands and blue seas.



7 September 2012

David Harris

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