Skiing In Summer
I'm in bed
suddenly I am on Slovenian soil,
mighty so beautiful, so tall
and so wonderfully sweet,
no mess at all
from my bed,
I could see the ski slope,
completely ideal
and of course super cute
hurry up, you must get up,
get up!
I want to live here
work and holiday place so close together,
completely ideal,
ski for a while, then back to work,
it takes no time,
there is no hatred or envy
my day is always joyful,
so many glaciers
enough space for skiing in the summer
on pure snow,
all so fine
as soft as satin,
Slovenia is a place so sweet,
no venom
the people here are still so pure,
very few tourists
the prices are not expensive,
the bright sun shines in my eyes,
without compassion,
I need to hurry,
don't want to be late!
©Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
23 July 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem