Morocco

Close your eyes open the gates 

To the Carnival of mind

Let senses relax and rewind

Enter the motherland

Welcome to the city of Morocco

 

Politics and Religion here you shall not find

Lay on a hammock and have a good time

Escape from all the troubles of the world

Settle in Morocco its heaven on earth

 

Many a mix of elements you shall find

Templar's and Bards from once upon a time

Walking the streets of sand under feet

Chilled beer to beat the scorching heat

 

Locals are always so nice

The feed you food with plenty of spice

Houses built like giant tents

Families friends all living content 

 

Morocco stands house to the peaceful mind

Pain and suffering here you can't find

Enter into an unharmed palace

The will of Morocco's soul can never be tainted

 

Dream amazing dreams my sleeping child

For the world is cruel wicked and wild

Let your worries hang for another day

Surf those waves in the Mediterranean bay

 

We'll someday be in Morocco again

Building castles in the white sand

Fly kites in the sun and run in the rain

Eating shawarmas hoping the day never ends

 

 

Author's Note

A widower father tucks in his son and tells him a bed time poem about the place he and his wife had their honeymoon~.

Reviews

[chaotic katie]

now i really wanna go to morocco :) as always you painted a picture and the words flowed flawlessly fantastic job!

[KeeD]

You're amazing, thank you for reviewing.

[chaotic katie]

awe, anytime :)

[minnie:)]

That.... was.... relaxing. I felt like I was actually there. Just reading the poem made me feel relaxed and calm. Now this is the type of poem I would read everyday when I'm upset. LOVED it! :)

[KeeD]

Thank you so much for reviewing, Glad you can read my work and feel something that means a lot to me. xoxo

[minnie:)]

no problem :)