A break from it all.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 5am Daddy? Why so early?
Kids not knowing, faces surly
My taxi driver, never fickle
some might call him Travis Bickle

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “The airport please” was my sole plea
He retorted with “You talkin ta me?”
Short flight later, eagle had landed
Straight into the pool the children demanded

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The sun, the sand, the walks at noon,
The 2 hour naps that end too soon
No worries with work, trouble or strife
Happily eschewing “Ah this is the life!”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I know this life won`t last forever
Another week of such endeavour
Come Friday i´ll be on that plane
For Wexford Youths and pouring rain


A 10 day break in Portugal means missing no home games and returning on a Friday in time for Wexford Youths at home.
Poem emailed to be used in Wexford match programme.

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/a-break-from-it-all/