Wednesday, August 19, 2009

On the Island

In the middle of the ocean

There's an island full of trees,

And the branches sway so gently

With the blowing of the breeze.

On the island there's a sleeping man

Who lies beneath the shade,

And he never needs to worry,

And he never feels afraid.

And he dreams about the monkeys

And the birds above the land,

While he nestles, warm and peaceful,

With the seashells in the sand.

And the waves roll in to soothe him

While the starfish dim the light,

And the lobsters sing him lullabyes

To celebrate the night.

So if you should find an island

Floating out beyond the deep,

Hush your voice and please don't wake me,

For I'm happy just to sleep.

1 comment:

  1. How did you know? I go to that island all the time! Shh...I'm being very quiet...