holiday A friend in fair Verona plays today While I in Cattollica stay Gazing at the clouds and the crowds As they pass me by My mind blank o sweet release From the endless homeland train Of thoughts and emotional swirls Instead cappuccino's and ice-cream Smeared on faces of boys and of girls This holiday is almost done Almost as soon as it has begun The Adriatic has bathed me Cleansed my both heart and my mind I return reluctant to the grind sometime in 2005 petra creffield http//web.mac.com/petracreffield http//www.myspace.com/petracreffield