Does anyone want to know what a “hard” holiday is?
Anyone curious about how to get one or what it could even be?
Do you need you to hear the tale of a country virtually destroyed?
Does everything have to be real on holiday?
Is it important to get away and try to forget everything – and is it reasonable?
At some near point, you may feel the need to go on a holiday and leave everyone behind.
It may be a magical, mysterious, or for you, lonely experience.
Take the holiday and soak in it, photos are optional, the real thing is important.
This is a poem for documenting a holiday from torn love near some mountains.
We do need holidays to change our perspective on life, perhaps not too much.
So make your plans, tell your family and off you go.
It may be something you will never forget like I didn’t.