Within These Tropical Breezes

Within these tropical breezes

My imperfections fall to the floor

Stepping out of their hold

For I don’t need them anymore

I’m going stride forward now

With a smile on my face today

A glass of liquid relaxation

Perhaps a little umbrella to lead the way!

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I’m Standing Under Swaying Palms

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I’m standing under swaying palms
Holding a delicious boat drink
I especially like the little umbrella
Time away from life – don’t have to think
Smelling like lotion, salt & a sunburn
My soul has truly needed this rest
But without you here by my side
My heart is still a million miles from Key West