Peace At Last

• Alexandra Nelson
• Poetry
• 2011

My special place is surrounded by sand and water. It is almost like an island attached to the mainland. There you can find flowers blossoming day and night, calm waters all day long, a deserted tropical state. Palm trees browsing around everywhere. Angels flying in the sky releasing butterflies as they go. Scented air that smells like lavendar and daisies in the atmosphere.

You may go for a walk and slide against the chocolate scented ground. Plains of gardens surrender all the atmosphere. No dissolving fumes. Butterflies propose toasts to those who collapse on either the golden sand that's identy is cystalised salt or the lush green grass that may forever surrender.

The summer sun shines way up high greeting residents of all ages as they walk by. The rose petals are as red as what the sky turns during sun-set. The plantation is as sorrow as the seaweed on the ocean swaying from side to side.

After all Sandalocca makes your emotions run wild and under the summer sun nothing can go wrong especially the one and only Sandalocca my award winning getaway land.

Alexandra Nelson