We arrive,tired, but excited, acres of green and a long driveway

are all that separate us from a few quiet days.

 

Bright lights,night tennis none of us know the rules.

We laugh and run, chasing balls.

 

A warm bath, deep soaking, so quiet no inside

no outside.

 

Loading the car, clothes and snacks, bodied and toys.

A book from a long untouched stuck. Computers and phones,

Way to many cords.

 

The beach,the track,the 10km walk, no water bottles, tears

Military ruins, exploration a bus back.

 

The ferry, lunch, the view from shore to shore, history decorating the walls.

Packing up, all our things home.